#retoast

Redolent was that night’s foretold rain. The hesitant opinions; the naïve focus Cured by brother’s, relived from our chain. Fell the rain and concept of self; now finally us. Damp straw turned into waves of gold, Loving the pure locks; parted with care. Sinking deeper; our galaxies unfold. A universe new, created from a pair. Swimming in and out of reflections With a permanent curve tied together. The experience became our very lesson, on how to personify the word forever. Relived motions that felt so foreign; Disbelief. How could this possibly happen?  An initial moment; past forgotten. Rapturous to have discovered again. Sharing and thanking our present Brothers, for persuading us to the needed present; Completion; removal of heavy covers That blocked our souls; souls destined to ascend