Tuesday, June 26, 2012
ENDLESS PERFECT WAVE
It’s as though we ride the crest
of a perfect wave
the dangers of other waves
that crash on shores
of death, destruction, disillusion and despair.
Our hearts speak a deeper truth
we float as one
on an infinite sea
where endless waves
carry us along
John A. Bayerl, June 24, 2012
How can I write about this new phase in my journey without dishonoring Gwen? Yet, how can I not write?--holding true to my promise to attempt to show the world what a long, lasting, loving relationship evolves into, even after the death of one of the partners. Having once been blessed with that kind of love, I now find myself again in the gentle grip of one who completes my life in ways I no longer thought possible.
Days are filled with laughter, and teasing and flirting and fun. Laughing until there are tears in our eyes--at silly thing. The other tears; the memory-filled healing ones, still come, but not as often. What were once long, lonely nights are now filled with dreams of better things to come, more stories to be told. All this because a mutual friend said, "there's someone you should meet."
Love comes as a surprise, Dear, we knew and lived that truth.