Soul Mates

We have wandered across the years and miles

in search of a clear direction,

while some tangled memories maintained

a mysterious connection

to a corner of our hearts,

whether together or apart,

where love has waited patiently

from the first day of our history.

Soul mates,

sold out to fate—

what happens from now on

was planned before the dawn of time.

Soul mates,

so worth the wait—

each the other's gift from heaven

like hand to glove or rhythm to rhyme.

Every true heart has the dream of flying

without fear of falling.

We stand on this ledge in answer

to love's higher calling.

Gold to blue to gray

to black with night and rain—

it's always the same big sky,

and every inch is ours to fly.

Soul mates,

sold out to fate—

what happens from now on

was planned before the dawn of time.

Soul mates,

so worth the wait—

each the other's gift from heaven

like hand to glove or rhythm to rhyme.

When real life seems to steal the dream,

don't let it break your heart,

though these bodies tight to this earth cling.

We can still lean back in laughter,

we can still take to the sky,

'cause these hearts have earned their wings.