The Cave

Meeting You

Was discovering

An unexplored cave in the wild. 

Unintended. Unexpected.

(To say the least.)

It was so unfamiliar

Even though the cave fit

Almost perfectly

With the place where it was.

I was supposed to steer clear

Of the unknown

I was supposed to not dwell

In the woods either

I was supposed to avoid a venture.

Any venture.

Not anymore.

Not once more.

Yet I found myself marvelling

At the intricacies...

The light and the dark.

I walked in the paths

Laced with the fragrances

Of the flowers I revered

Of the sunlight I held dear

And of a mystical camphor-like breeze

That seemed to sooth my soul.

I knew I was there

But just to witness

The quirks of nature.

I knew I was there

But just to admire

The painter's work

As the colors blended

To form her heart's desire.

I knew I would recede my steps.

Sooner..

And wouldn't go any further.

But quirkiness

Has always been nature's nature

And vivacity

The artist's muse.

So I journeyed on

As the unclaimed paths in the cave

Claimed me as their own

I have gone

On and on

Discovering new flowers

And butterflies previously unknown

It still is a cave

With untraversed paths

And yet newer turns 

Now I don't see a path

That returns

Is it because there isn't one

Or is it because

It's not what I seek anymore? 

So, I keep going..

Exploring

The never ending abode

Of the cave

Because 

Meeting You 

Was discovering

An unexplored cave in the wild. 

Unintended. Unexpected.

(To say the least)

But

Knowing You

Is the journey I take

To explore the cave in the light.

Desired. Wished.

(To say the least)

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