dear soulmate

a poem

Photo by Jackson Hendry on Unsplash

i like to think that
the furthest away you are 
is the other side of this
mirrored life,
dear one,
where, from our deep roots, we may cast 
our love in ripples,
our thank-yous in echos,
across the thin veil,
darling,
not knowing what form it may take
on your side,
but knowing we'll know it, 
sweetheart,
because we look for each other in 
the folds and unfurling
of the world. 
which is why 

i know 
that white bird lapping the morning light is you
i know 
your breath is the breeze where you walked
i know 
the crows call your well-wishes
i know
those jade stones to be your spring green eyes,
softening with time
i know 
you sent the milky rose to catch my eye,
angel wings, yours if anyone would have them, floating down to 
the dew-dropped grass we call home
i know 
two butterflies dance above the blue wildflowers because
we planted them together 
that day in late winter
i know
you are still with me
god or not, 
heaven or sky,
proof or trust,

i don't have to know
where, exactly,
you are 
because i know
exactly 
where you are,
my dear soulmate,
i love you