Many of us dream of our spiritual other
Our soul partner
Ones eternal masoda
But what tells us who this special individual is?
How long will it take for me to find her
And why does my mind dream of she who makes my soul blissful
Its like my soul already knows her and yet
Such a secret it is that the spirit disables my learning of it
The painful slashes to my heart increase
After every painful relationship after another
To know that every rose I that I give my heart to
Will never be the one that I truely desire
Never the one to fill the void
That has grown deep and wide in my heart
Warping my feelings and destroying what made me well...me
Yet now I feel differently
It isnt about trying to find the person
I have always tried in vain to find all the answers
To be the first do accomplish everything within my power and beyond
I arrogantly thought that I would fill this void without effort or time
Now I understand
My rose will come in time
Your not suppose forsee your future
Thats what makes life meaningful
Never to understand your fate until the very end
With those around you
Your accomplisments and achievments
Shinning before you
Yet you would never notice
I know I have a destiny
One of meaning
Probably not to others
But definetly a higher calling
Compared to what I am used to
I will find my purpose for existing
Then my destiny
But not before discovering my crimson orchid
To share my limited eternity with.