In my dream I already know you
You were in my dream last night. I couldn't make out your face. I don't know what you look like but I know your eyes. They are kind. I know your voice, I have heard it many times. It's the rumble of thunder. Your arms are a blanket. Your love is safe.
You held my gaze, unafraid. Sure of me. Sure of yourself. You felt like home. Like a place I knew and had returned to. We recognised one another. You felt like me and I like you and it was like I had met you before, like a faded photograph, a blurry memory, like we spent another life together once before. Yet you felt brand new, a delightful surprise, an unexpected joy. And for a moment, there was a sting of sadness; that I had only met you then: I wished I could have known you earlier so that I could have loved you longer.
But everything led me to you and you to me, so I thanked all the missteps and delays that made us right on time.
And now, we had now. We had time. We had joy to cultivate and a legacy to build and tears to cry and grow flowers from them. We had a new language to learn, wider spaces to hold and beauty to find in our healing.
You had intention and I had flow and you were a safe place and I was a great adventure and 'finally,' I thought, 'we are under the same sky at last.'
For me, safety is so important in my ability to really deeply fall in love. The way you wrote this, I felt like I was being wrapped in a soft blanket, giving me freedom to really dream big. "We are under the same sky at last." It reminds me of one of my favorite quotes from Ram Dass, "We're all just walking each other home." We are all all on our separate paths but love brings us to the same place <3
So beautiful, Nadia. I have felt this so many times. If only...but I wasn't me back then, and neither was he. So now is what we have, and it's right. It feels like home.