22: Serving the Stranger

He connected, I was aware

My emotions gave way

We were not strangers

Yet no more than strangers.

"How is it possible?", I asked

My feelings feel deep.

He is not mine, yet,

His essence seems no less mine.

Asking deep within answers gave way.

Images shined, and his types came to mind.

This archetype is not foreign.

We were together through eons and universes.

As I decipher deeper into my soul's longing

I'm guided to support and serve.

These connections are beyond time and space.

Contracts that surpass the mind's limited understanding.

What I held so closely, I finally give away happily

Waiting on the side, I now cheer loudly.

As my next version carries on the baton

And runs fearlessly to conquer the best race of her life!