The Journey(part 1)

We were thrust together by the catalysts that had broken our hearts.

Our souls inked in sable from our brokenness.

Love came with a grip so tight that it blinded us from the truth,

that their love was no longer the soft petal of a tulip

nor the sunrise that greeted us every morning.

Instead, we were falling down a dark cliff as our bodies collided against every rock,

causing bruises and open wounds on the way down to reality.

The tower moment.

We were beaten up by people who temporarily cared for us.

We didn't see ourselves staring back as we stood up from the cold concrete and looked at

our reflection in the mirror

Instead, we saw each other for the first time,

a reflection our eyes did not recognize, but our souls knew all along.

A soft flame danced in the backdrop of our reflections

and a song that vibrated the thin mirror between us.

I looked at you as you looked at me,

light against dark,

Ying and Yang.

We had to crawl our way through the shadows of our souls and

become the flame that pulsated with each breath.

The darkest night had cascaded over us for a long time,

until we found the fire beneath the darkness and wielded it

with grace and courage.

Who knew that light could be created from pain and brokenness?