Transcendence

Two hearts
Cut from the same cloth,
Created by the same mold.

Two souls
Dance together
Through time and space.

Hide and seek,
For them,
Is an eternal game.

Yet without fail
they find each other;

At the bottom of every ocean,
From the top of every mountain,
through the haze of eternity,

Until the end of time.

©2014 Courtney Ann Howard