Soul's cry
I have been seeking, in alternate realms, that soul which keeps reaching mine.
It all started a while ago. I awoke in early daylight to the sensation of a warm, loving weight lifting away from me. The moment was so brief, but it felt so real. Like I had a visitor who was providing comfort when I had none in my waking life. It happened another time, while I was still awake, with an embrace that was so full of love, comfort, and understanding that peaceful tears of relief ran freely from my eyes. Yet no visions of faces, or identifying features. Just a profound feeling.
I have begged the universe, on behalf of my lonely soul. Please help me find this mysterious visitor. Are they existing in waking life? Will I find them? Or have I simply pushed my circuits too far and they have begun to backfire into insanity?
But wait! Did I find them? That one glance, the eye contact that initiated an intense yet fleeting recognition of lifetimes of connection. The rush of blood to my face, the words that were stuck in my throat. Then I composed myself and glanced up, but they were already gone. The face now, those eyes, so vivid in my mind's eye. Then, there's more! A story that might match? I don't even know if it's real, or truly imagined. Am I delusional? Have I lost it?
Will you teach me how? Can you tell me, how much longer must my soul cry out? I cannot seem to let it go, but need to know: should I?