Within

lay a Warrior Spirit  
extracting strength  
from your solar plexus;  
that many pointed star  
of nerve and energy  
 
Not to be  
recollected nostalgically  
by déjà vécu
triggering memory
through circumstance
 
But, experienced
each second cherished
from drafted blueprints
in the Library of Source
 
How much we'd miss  
grasping onto a past
holding regrets
of a buried yesteryear
we can't repeat  
 
What chance  
does morning have  
through a rear-view
filter of history  
 
except . . .
what we've learned
how we've changed  
grown better  
through each other
 
The future is birthed  
of sacrosanct Breath;
lungs expanding  
with more of Us  
 
Oxygenating our blood
with bone and Belief  
in this moment  
and Tomorrow's  
 
"Come grow old with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as One
 
God Bless our Love
 
God Bless our Love."
 
~
 
For My J. Always 💜