Commitment Reading of the Pueblo Indian, Author Unknown
Before we met,
you and I were halves un-joined
except in the wide rivers of our minds.
We were each other’s distant shore,
the opposite wings of a bird,
the other half of a seashell.
We did not know the other then,
did not know our determination
to keep alive the cry of one riverbank to the other.
We were apart,
yet connected in our ignorance of each other,
like two apples sharing a common tree.
Remember?
I knew you existed
long before you understood my desire to join my freedom to yours.
Our paths collided long enough for our indecision to be swallowed up
by the greater need of love.
When you came to me,
the sun surged towards the earth
and moon escaped from darkness to bless the union of two spirits,
so alike that the creator had designed them for life’s endless circle.
Beloved partner, keeper of my heart’s odd secrets,
clothed in summer blossoms
so the icy hand of winter never touches us.
I thank your patience.
Our joining is like a tree to earth,
a cloud to sky and even more
We are the reason the world can laugh on its battlefields
and rise from the ashes of its selfishness
to hear me say,
in this time, this place, this way –
I loved you best of all.
