Fading Waves

Early morning breeze and the nostalgic aura,
Am I ready to be out there?
The reminiscence of the past,
The feeling of childhood naivety,
That jittery feeling,
and the following thoughts of you.
Captured in excitement and relief…
Relief from the stress of the world,
The relief that nothing else truly matters.
In that Instance. In that moment. Just us.
Am I ready?

Can the fragile heart support this?
Is it ready to be opened; to be shared?
The intertwined locks slowly open;
Wary of the future, the present, the past.

Cautiously wanting, dreaming.
The first touch of hands. The minds.
The spontaneous connection of the soul.
Is it the one?

I do not know if you are the one,
Whether you could reach the center of the labyrinth
To capture the essence that lies within.
A gentle breeze washes my emotions,
Fading leaves falter in my memory…
But it’s time I took a step forward,
and let the sun shine within.