To Rise From A Storm

Something I wrote during a breakup then it rekindled itself for the better.

An introduction, a meeting of two.
Beyond the years, the two contrive.
Reconstruct from the tempest to
build once again.

Once was a fire, died by the rage.
Like mother nature, new life
has risen from the sage.

Shaping the landscape, like that
of the heart..

Time stood still for a moment or two.
A smile and a glance ignited the past.

The connection, the synergy,
the effortless belief.

What was scorn by the storm?
now resembles serenity.

The labors have paved the way.
The ashes have all washed away

Walk towards the possibility.
Walk to the edge.
Walk in unity to the edge of the sun.


Written by E. Roman,
Boston-Fiction 5/25/07