The Beauty We Feel

Why do I makes friends everywhere I go?

It's because I stopped looking at what they looked like,

And started feeling their souls.

There comes a time, when you have to go beyond just what you see, and learn how to feel a person's beauty.

When I first saw her 30 years ago, we were just teenagers in the same high school, in the same hallway, at the same time. I never got to feel your soul then but 4 months ago, I felt your soul like a tropical storm.

One picture caught my attention, but the moment I walked off of that bus in Cleveland, and saw you in your car, I was slammed back to that hallway, back to that high school and I felt like a dam Rockstar just by feeling your excitement. When you kissed me it was like dynamite. That explosion I felt blew up my old world and made me see my whole new world ahead of me.

To all of the people that read my writing, understand this... Everyone his beautiful to someone. It's not because of the makeup she wears, or the way he does his hair..it's because someone out there feels their soul like the way a day feels the sun. It's explosive. It's a burst you feel deep inside every dam day just by being near them.

That's how I feel. That's why I'm hers. She is my soul mate but more than that she is my soul heart. She is the beating in my chest every day, she is the picture of my dreams every night, she saved my soul, she will always be the beauty to my beast.

Richard Bach once said "Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life"

Let that sink in a moment, because no truer words were ever spoken.

She was my beginning when I thought I'd reached my end. She was my big bang theory. That's how I see my world now, our souls the creators, and we are still building. I stand on my own Olympus, and her flowing red hair and piercing blue eyes my queen. I didn't abdicate mry throne we rebuilt it.

There will come a time where we will sit around the table with loved ones. Our friends, our children, our children's children. One of them will smile up and ask, how did you and grams, meet pap? I will sit that child on my lap and smile big hen I start the story.

"ell, there was a time, when a man had to stand for what he loved." and everyone will gather around to listen. The lov of my soul will stand behind me with her hand on my shoulder smiling down as I tell the tale of how 2 souls swept through the universe and fought challenge after challenge just to defy time and space to be united.

I'll describe how each trial we survived alone made us stronger when we were finally together. I'll be older then, but she will always be that blue-eyed beauty from my youth. I wil have that vision back in high school, in that halway. Where somehow we missed our chance, only to realize it in later years. We defied all odds, and became the story I have alys anted to write.

I leave you with this final thought:

A chance meeting, can change worlds, or even build new ones. Don't try to see them, let your soul feel them. Weary is the heart made to look everyday. Comforted is the heart that is felt and loved by a soul brought about by chance.

Believe.....and travel on.