Remembering Tomorrow

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This is a poem I read on an Evolver blog. Sailing Beyond Knowledge is the proud owner of this masterpiece. I don't know how the copy-right thing goes exactly but I wanted to r-post it because it is Absolutely Beautiful!!

And Just for the record, She is writing again ;) <3

My friend, my shadow,
Who's only desire is to take my breath away with his embrace,
To envelope my life with the shadows of infinity,
My friend, my shadow, he never leaves my side,

He reminds me of the transience of this world,
His presence is strong, yet he nurtures fragility,
He desires the stillness between each heart beat,
Between each breath of life, my friend, my shadow,

He dances with me every step of my journey,
As I travel closer to his world every unfolding day,
My friend, my shadow, lurks on every corner,
Waiting for the perfect moment to embrace my body,
To kiss my spirit passionately, to make love to my soul,

My friend, my shadow, with me every moment,
He caresses me, like the wind, increasing his touch,
As I become his domain, he promises infinity for my soul,
Impermanence to my form, my friend, my shadow
He whispers in my ear that my life is borrowed,

He sings the poetry of silence, of isolation,
Of the sacredness of life,
My friend, my shadow,
He tells me he is the space between the stars, sun and moon,
He is the keeper of souls, my friend, my shadow.

He drinks and feasts on life and love,
He promises tears, heart ache and loneliness to those left behind,
He promises the unknown to those he steals away,
Then he returns to offer for us to follow,

He paints a canvas of unseen colors,
His masterpiece is only understood by the formless,
His music is only heard by the soul traveller,
Who has long forgotten the colors and music of this world
He loves me dearly, he promises my spirit eternity,
My friend, my shadow,
The end of every story, the beginning of every life.

by Carlita Shaw

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