The Alchemy of Time
We are not just two lines that happened to meet,
Nor an intersection found on a city street.
We are the convergence of old, ancient things,
The resonance that a timeless orbit brings.
You are the moment before the first star was lit,
The echo of silence where the cosmos is knit.
I know your breathing from a distant world’s air,
The curve of your shoulder from epochs we’d share.
For our souls have kept vigil on ages that passed,
A love that was forged where the future is cast.
Like iron and fire, we burn and we bind,
A chemical proof for the heart and the mind.
Others speak softly of "forever" and "always,"
Words that are fragile against the world's maze.
But our bond is built deeper than simple belief,
It’s the geological truth beneath all our grief.
The slow, silent process that turns coal into light,
The patient commitment of day into night.
So let the clock run and the seasons all turn,
Let lessons be learned and old histories burn.
For the essence of us is a force undefiled,
The gravity that brings the wanderer child
Back to the source, to the pure, vital heat,
Where all of the timelines perfectly meet.
H