A Dream Long Forgotten

It was a dream ever changing, even in the playground of my own mind.

A brilliant blast, several thousand colors surrounding and enveloping my very being; my body, my heart, my soul.

To feel as if there was no gravity, but yet I was fastened to the exact spot I found myself. Not standing or floating at that spot, I was one with the spot as it was with me.

The colors turned in a pyramid of unfathomable beauty, stretching outwards to the edges of a place I could not comprehend, yet I knew of.

From these brilliant creations came more than just light; sound, time, space, the very essences of our reality. I did not understand, but I knew what was coming, I knew what I was witnessing but I could have never put it in words.

I was overcome. I was filled with astonishment and overflowing with emotions I could scarce express. But I knew that from those essences I would see it, a shape taking form from within all the magnificence taking place in front of my very eyes.

From the lights, the sounds, time and space, and even from my own being this new form began to draw everything that it would need in order to contain itself. I was beyond amazed that this form was drawing from my own being to create itself.

Yet I knew. I knew what I was witnessing but still I could not put it in words, yet alone convey it to others.

And the shape continued to form, filling with all the glorious lights that only moments ago were nowhere to be found.

Everything began to draw inwards...to pull everything around us into that very being, that very essence, and it took part of me with it.

And then it clicked. I could put it into words. I knew who it was I was looking at. I saw them. And they saw me. And I was filled with elation. The lights, the sounds, the essences that I could not derive in the moments before my epiphany; they were all part of me, part of us.

And it was in that moment that she took my hand and looked deep into my eyes, full of galaxies and stars and dreams. We were star-crossed, we were made from that same star, and by some chance our atoms had found each other once again and it felt as if we were becoming that very bright, burning star that birthed us.

And in that moment there was only harmony.  

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. oh, this is an incredibly poetic, incredibly profound, and incredibly perceptive symphony ... this is a soul-quencher ... what a piece of writing, dear poet ... the way you narrated it has filled my universe with the light of harmony ... absolutely glorious work ... a miracle ...