PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You see, I believe 

everything happens for a reason,

every beautiful memory,

every unique person whom's path I cross,

I stop and wonder, 

what is the lesson here,

and for what reason

have we crossed paths for?

Before we met 

it was as though I was in a haze.

And then I met You.

Meeting You, was like waking up from a nap,

living with the old haze, 

I knew who I was,

I knew where I was at,

and I could see;

but then you came alone

and it's like I looked into a crystal clear

reflection in a mirror,

illuminated by vibrant lights

all around.

And I couldn't help but smile,

because when I look in the mirror,

I see you,

creating clarity

in the reflection of me.