Twenty‑Four Moons 🌙

Happy two years 

twenty‑four moons circling the sky,

since the day I walked in hopeful,

quietly managing expectations shaped

by disappointments that taught me

not to dream too far ahead.

I told myself:

no effort, no fantasy,

be straight, be present

let truth arrive before longing.

Love is a strange creature:

the greatest joy,

the deepest tragedy,

all because we seek it.

It reveals itself only

to the pure, the kind, the gentle

to the soul who learns

to heal themselves

before opening to another.

Then you appeared 

walking with confidence, with certainty,

with a mission that made me pause.

I buckled under your surety 

the longest wait of my life 

wondering if this was finally that moment.

I carried a decade of lessons,

forests walked,

worth rebuilt,

decisions deciphered.

An hour passed,

then another,

then a third

and I wanted more.

To soak in the moment,

to reconnect,

to rediscover all I had missed.

I felt you needed me again,

for you were always a little lost

outside of what we shared in every life.

Togetherness came naturally

all it took was the royal flush you played.

Twenty‑four moons later,

we’ve crossed potholes,

climbed mountains,

pushed boulders

sometimes alone,

sometimes together,

sometimes crushed beneath them.

You said,

“When two elephants fight,

only the grass gets damaged.”  

And when I retreated

to my clouds and skies the solo eagle longing for a pair;

you stood as the wolf, loyal, protective, torn between duty and desire.

We are struggling with our love

because it is accepting each other’s dreams,

aligning even when we don’t understand,

surrendering to destiny and letting fate choose.

Love is unlearning trauma, relearning trust.

Love is choosing and having no choice at all.

And when you find yourself in that moment of surrender

That is only the beginning.

For three journeys open:

Yours, mine, and ours.

The strength of the third

depends on the work we pour into the first two.

Our adventure was only beginning.

Written February 2025, Our place