Wasi has something to share

~~Replete Exorcism~~ When last you happened upon me My world was not empty or broken in two, Though perhaps it was lacking - to delve would harsh. Hectic and crowded, all and nothing at once. Intransigent transience teeming so slowly My own mind left me reeling, And control had a vague and tentative hold. And then you. And you showed me above and beyond and around. And the gifts that you gave were the sun and the moon and the stars; The ebb and the flow of the waves and the winds; The hush and the morning, silk cobweb in mist; Still peace in the moonlight, and swift, fleeting shadows. And you passed, as you do, though I craved your return Until finally I saw fit to embrace your absence And as I let go, I reached for myself And i found you and I were me. And so I was. Replete, and in baffled amusement, I realised. And I was enough. ~~If we hadn't met~~ The world would be an inordinately sadder place If it should have been that we had not met. Obviously, we'd have k

(for a.) the night you came to be stars, startled from their slumber were brought the news by passing clouds awe-struck, this stellar host vibrated set aglow with their joy glimmering radiance, one to the next 'til it shone clear across every constellation galaxies hummed, strumming astral melodies of celebration clouds erupted, their thunderous applause manifest in purple rain honouring your new earthly existence no longer able to hold it in, the stars burst forth a chorus of pure light showering jubilation cosmic t(r)ails blazing scattering their glittering homage from every corner of the skies so it is, they say, that shooting stars were born and you the first among them