In an Instant
What does it mean, to truly love –
To find the person you are meant to find?
The one whose life fits yours like a glove,
Who turns two ones into a matched set, a two of a kind.
Suddenly a rosy-red sunset, a flash of lightning in brilliant blue-white,
The grace of a soaring flight of birds –
These things take on new meaning when you know it’s right;
Clichés are magically no longer just banal words.
They represent the wonder and amazement, the awe, the bliss
Of all that you feel. The words themselves are no longer the point –
All that matters is the hope, the spark, the kiss,
The touch of the divine, whose spirit deigned to anoint.
It happens in an instant; the Other suddenly is the central part.
From just a piece they have become the very fabric of your heart.
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