An Impassioned Acquaintance

Don’t be afraid when I look into your soul.
I won’t enter unless I am asked.
I’m just searching.
Searching your language,
To decipher how I’ll understand what you thought, what you wrote.
 
Even before you write, I dream of your thoughts as they become envisioned.    
The brilliance with which they flow is found in your heart’s byways.  
There’s always a message.
The prophetic energy with which they flow from your mind is ever  
present in your soul because I put it there.
 
It is pure love.
Pure energy.
Do not become overwhelmed!
The prophetic nature of your soul was channeled before
you were born.
Your spirit guide is nature.
 
You and I are neither here nor there.
The more I read your words the faster my mind races to keep up.
When I reach the end of your thoughts I cry.  
The sentence may have ended, yet what it said is infinite.  
I am eternally grateful for you and am enthralled to have made your acquaintance.