All the Way to You

(Written Sunday, August 2, 2009. For all of us who know what longing feels like.)

One of these days I will see you.
Not find you,
for you were already here.
Not meet you,
because I've known you all my life.
I will feel you,
wrapped inside the night.

We will not meet half way;
I will come all the way to you,
you will come all the way to me.
Seeing what I have felt all this time
is what it means to be free.
Being what I have sought for so long
is to finally embrace this life.

I do not know how you look,
for I have not yet defined you.
No expectations,
no preconceptions,
no disappointment when the moment arrives.

And our love will not be defined in time.
Forever is the trap of mind.
When we both lie in the present,
we embrace eternity without trying.

I will not stop at your eyes,
I will not marvel at your mind.
I will come all the way to you
and rest inside.