Connected At The Core

deep below the surface

long before our foundation broke

a subtle crack along the surface

a heartbeat started when we spoke 

a stirring inside a simple seed

our biggest dreams soon to be freed

tangled and mingled like two ropes

our roots begin their knots of hope

let's hold on tight to our dreams

before too long, this light will beam

blinding days and nights alike 

the two of us knit nice and tight 

sweet child of ours, be free from pain

break free and grow your own roots again

find a love and hold them dear 

and grow together with love, not fear

...

I sketched the above drawing without a poem in mind, and originally the picture was drawn vertically, but as I kept looking at it, I realized how I did not like the idea that one tree (which I felt presented me and my love) was above the other. I felt better about us being equals. 

I started writing this poem over the last few days and was inspired by this sketch so I just let it evolve into what it is. The intention was not to speak of birth or a child, but that is what was born out of it in the end, and I find that so beautiful. The unexpected can come from all sorts of depths. 

Growth, love, life, being one with your soulmate, and creating something new that will in turn do the same one day when he or she grows. Life is beautiful like that.