a memory
another life
the birth of time
a single being
ripped in two
thrown to earth
drawn together
through lifetimes
never whole in solitarium
through dimensions
across seas
generation after generation
a life unfulfilled
until united
in bliss
as One

He is the tumultuous ocean,
The twisting, rolling sea
That feigns a certain gentleness
Until its rage breaks free

So vast and so unending
And limitless in worth
I took him once for granted
As I wandered through the surf.

Without the tumulus ocean
Without its rolling seas
Without the tide that tosses me
And never sets me free

The arid, fallow earth would crack
Beneath my burning feet
Reminding me of which I lost
And dried up with the heat

But salt leaves me to languish
No sweetness he can quench
Time will only tell from here
If love can fill this trench.

If hers is a long and lonely climb
Atop her distant perch,
His then was a lengthy trek
Across the endless earth.

Don't allow yourself to feel "dumb" or "stupid" based on your inability to achieve something you care little about.

-Joseph B Schneider