Last night I saw a Tree of Life diagram you had created matching my special life moments with yours. It was based on the wonderful; evolutionary relationships of our life in union as One. I was on the Gospel side you on the Epistle side and in the middle between was text, scripture noting how important the event line was to our journey into one. My eyes were dim, I could not see clearly what was written therein. I knew what was written there in Scripture deep within and understood. It is us our united One.
In the beginning, I was alone searching for you. Found you, united as one with the body and blood. We loved with all our heart, with all our soul, with all our mind and with all our strength. Brought forth another. We loved and mattered to God and each other. You died and were reborn. I am alone again but not alone I am here, you are there. Still united as one by God! WE still grow in love, reaching for the ends of being. There is a light at the end of the dark tunnel. Is it you going or coming? Still united as one forever.
12th Anniversary Poem (fragments) 1981 by Patricia A. Bow
I know the scent and shape of you:
I know you all, yet not at all.
I linger with a connoisseur’s delight
over a contour of bone, a texture of skin,
gloating over treasures of silk and ivory
that are mine alone,
and yet no-one’s but yours.
For you and I are so entwined
that we can read each other’s mind
at times, a simple exercize.
Then comes the stumble of surprise
when, reaching out in haste, I find
the stranger self behind your eyes.
Far apart upon the lawn,
two tall trees confront each other
never to touch, ever alone:
yet beneath the grass and stone
intertwined their roots have grown,
so intimately webbed together,
neither one can tell his own.
So with us: which flatly proves
futility of arguments
On which is which, and whose is whose.