H O U R G L A S S

Inspired by the timing of what my eyes read and confirming what my heart knew…


Something unseen was altered
For thirty minutes I audited time
Then again retraced my steps
There was no one to report to
The formula for telepathy
Was proven in balance

He was using my words
I was using his words
Time was altered
His thoughts
My story
My thoughts
His story

Except
Thoughts had not yet
Been penned, read or spoken
Our souls were harmonizing

Should memories fail me
Before I’m called home
It must be written now
That I’d never experienced
The arrival of Harmony
I hadn’t intentionally sought
Until meeting him
Again. We met again…

IMMORTALS