Us…
Our hearts know…
What will be…
And then we will see…
The stars and moon…
Shining…
Ever so brightly…
Speaking…
I told you…
Just to believe….
Our hearts know…
What will be…
And then we will see…
The stars and moon…
Shining…
Ever so brightly…
Speaking…
I told you…
Just to believe….
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My head was on the pillow and I counted the days I hadn’t seen you.
That day I thought, “Maybe this is only my path. If so, I have no right to involve anyone.”
In a moment, deep grief rushed in like a wave and pulled me away, as if into another world.
I was no longer in the bedroom. I found myself on a sloped stone street with old houses, heavy doors, and small windows.
I walked uphill as if in another body. I couldn’t see the sea, but I felt it close and knew where I was going.
At the top stood a two-story house with a few steps and a solid wooden door. Inside, a wooden staircase. Second floor, second door on the left.
A room with a large wooden chair in the center.
You were there, wearing a white shirt with wide sleeves.
I ran to you, laid my head on your chest, in your arms—boundless peace.
Suddenly I was pulled back.
My head was on the pillow, yet I still felt your chest.
I don’t know if it was a dream or something else, when imagination and reality dissolved.
I was no longer sad or longing.
Maybe I live my life in my sleep.
That day I thought, “Maybe this is only my path. If so, I have no right to involve anyone.”
In a moment, deep grief rushed in like a wave and pulled me away, as if into another world.
I was no longer in the bedroom. I found myself on a sloped stone street with old houses, heavy doors, and small windows.
I walked uphill as if in another body. I couldn’t see the sea, but I felt it close and knew where I was going.
At the top stood a two-story house with a few steps and a solid wooden door. Inside, a wooden staircase. Second floor, second door on the left.
A room with a large wooden chair in the center.
You were there, wearing a white shirt with wide sleeves.
I ran to you, laid my head on your chest, in your arms—boundless peace.
Suddenly I was pulled back.
My head was on the pillow, yet I still felt your chest.
I don’t know if it was a dream or something else, when imagination and reality dissolved.
I was no longer sad or longing.
Maybe I live my life in my sleep.
by From Saint Agnes to Egypt February 8, 2026
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Four words to say what silence cannot hold
Three breaths to let the certain promise ring
A story lived and never merely told.
Four words to say what silence cannot hold
Three breaths to let the certain promise ring
A story lived and never merely told.
It starts with One the solo spark of light
The "I" that found its anchor in your grace
A single soul that stepped out from the night
To find its mirror in your steady face
Then Four the structure of a house, a home
The "Love" that stretches wide to bridge the tide
A map for every path we choose to roam
With nothing left to fear and naught to hide
And Three the "You" that completes every line
The final note that makes the music whole
A sacred bond where yours is truly mine
The quiet, steady rhythm of the soul.
143 a code, a weight, a vow
A simple math that adds up to the sky
It’s all I was and all I’m giving now
Until the stars themselves begin to die.
The "I" that found its anchor in your grace
A single soul that stepped out from the night
To find its mirror in your steady face
Then Four the structure of a house, a home
The "Love" that stretches wide to bridge the tide
A map for every path we choose to roam
With nothing left to fear and naught to hide
And Three the "You" that completes every line
The final note that makes the music whole
A sacred bond where yours is truly mine
The quiet, steady rhythm of the soul.
143 a code, a weight, a vow
A simple math that adds up to the sky
It’s all I was and all I’m giving now
Until the stars themselves begin to die.
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to fill every minute with love
and a day holds so many
each one unbearably slow
as I wait for them to pass
someday, and I pray it is near
when love lives in every minute
all the minutes will be ours
and we will be bound forever
then I will crave the seconds
of every beat of your heart
of every word vibrating between us
of every touch that makes us shiver
of all the energy that locks us in sync
to fill every minute with love
and a day holds so many
each one unbearably slow
as I wait for them to pass
someday, and I pray it is near
when love lives in every minute
all the minutes will be ours
and we will be bound forever
then I will crave the seconds
of every beat of your heart
of every word vibrating between us
of every touch that makes us shiver
of all the energy that locks us in sync
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My eyes see….
And say it can’t be…
As it is not me…
Who the man of I dream…
Loves me with everything….
My eyes see….
And say it can’t be…
As it is not me…
Who the man of I dream…
Loves me with everything….
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