Looking toward the future
is like gazing into a foggy mirror.
My mind grasps at images,
trying to visualize my deepest desires,
commanding them into focus.
Finally, the fog clears,
like a brand new wiper on a windshield.
I study the image that appears
within the frame.
I see a woman whose inner beauty
is blinding.
The gold that flows through her veins
is priceless.
A small smile curls my lips.
I breathe so deeply
my diaphragm could burst.
Crystal clear images dance
before my eyes,
like I am watching a fast forward of my life.
There you are,
standing faithfully beside me,
holding me in your gaze,
like the sky holds onto the rainbow.
The small voice inside me
shares her secret,
that you are the one to accept
with open arms,
into my life without the slightest hesitation.
