Under a rosy morning sun
I walk the path of memories,
yearning to recover what has
been lost across lifetimes.
You must sense it too, that we have
known each other a very long time,
centuries, millennia, who is to know,
except perhaps our souls?
An achy, distant loss buried deep within
my marrow; yet, there is a knowingness
when I am with you that not even the
absence of memory can repress.
You walk beside me and know all of
my shadows, illuminating the dark
corners of my heart and mind.
With you I am home.
Across dimensions, light years,
the expansion of time; wherever you are,
I am at home.
May it always be true now and for evermore.

Drømmefanger by Kalandra. Drømmefanger translated means “dreamcatcher.”

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