It all happened last Wednesday
I flipped over the tarot cards
Fate dancing on my fingertips
Four of Cups
Ace of Dragons
Courage?
I saw it happen
The pillar of white light
The image engraved itself into my eyelids
I ran right through him
Nonstop
Like a ghost in Technicolor
Frozen in prophetic memory
The pendant swung back and forth
In the alabaster hands of my beloved
And I ran to him
Heart beating like a tribal drum
Then, last Wednesday, I saw him
Like an apparitional nuance
Of what was truly in store for me
However, this time
He was solid
And I collapsed upon
Contact with the boy
Somehow, I knew
With that fateful collision
I knew that I was
Beginning a new chapter
Of a magnificent journey…