"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

May 14, 2007

Anam Cara’s

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 02:00

 ” Stumps”

We’re both strangers in a strange land

Maturing mundanely whilst on seperate paths,

Longing for something more –

Our hearts ache with distant torture

Yearning to make sense


The desire that each half feels for the other,

But this life stubbornly denies.

Soul Friends until our divine mission on earth completed,

When finally our paths will merge,

Across a vast and distant ocean,

To find silence in common accord.

Mind to mind,

Heart to heart,

Body to body,

and soul to soul.

Beloved unites with Beloved.

Then together, we shall finally

raise our cups in unison,

And toast,

And bless,

And celebrate,


That Love

In time,

Indeed makes all things whole.”

(By C’hele)


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