in my now . . .

in my now

in humbled gratitude

i look to the heavens

for my love and i

have been reunited

the prospect of the days to come

are quite the expectation

i always in my soul

vied for

died for

so many lifetimes

the cyclic experiences

of life with out her

was but a journey

for i had lost my sight

in the nightmares

and fears

that reassured me

that dreams do not come to be

and now that i can see this light

of a certain immeasurable treasure

my pleasure for the Laws of Karma

are celebrated

and i am elated

and soon to be satiated

in the womb of her love

the sweetness of her taste

was lost

many aeons ago

yet now be it so

for my imaginings

have conjured forth

the long buried memories

and this and every day

calls for dance and song

for that which my soul

has forgotten

it longed for

is here, manifest

and thus my journey

is no longer a soliloquist endeavor

for she is here

in my now

so . . .

in humbled gratitude

i look to the heavens

for my love and i

have been reunited

© 30 September 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.