Beyond A Wish

We yearned for each other, 

beyond our last name, 

Yet every letter finely weaved 

within the bricks, where we were weaned.

That time was fine, 

Adorned in kind seasons and nature’s charm. 

Life was blessed with immortality‘s butters

with a rich culture of sharing and communion. 

Beautifully, seeds of our play and realism, 

Sprout necessities for love to give and receive. 

Those years house fine memories than bricks and straws, 

Now they come to keep our mortal bonds, 

While time takes us to lands of promise and luxury, 

Calling us to find out who we are, 

now that time tenders seeds, 

Trusting the universe with our childhood and friendship, 

While will nurse our barns 

In times of metamorphosis, moment by moment.