What is Real

There was a time once where I questioned if love was a myth that we taught ourselves to believe so things could be easier--so that there could be some kind of hope in a world of darkness. I wondered if there was anything that could truly stop time and everything that flows in it. Could there be something so wonderful to rise the soul above all that was around? Was there anything that could just take hold of you and totally bypass your mind and bring you somewhere so amazing that you would lose words and their meanings because what you were experiencing was so grand and far beyond words... But your heart understood everything even when your mind couldn't...

I am a woman that has been engaged, dated various men, and for years sought after understanding love. It was only early last summer when I acknowledged that I knew nothing of it and understood it not, that I was able to find it and start to understand it. And I was never one to believe that love at first sight could exist...But that is real too.

Poem: Fighting for Dreaming

27 years circling on a spinning orb
Feeling much and seeing more
While a forced veil has suffocated truth
Sought to confine and blind
No more in a fruitless fight for the greater
Not a rose colored hue, but something
More vivid, transparent, and beautiful
Than a fantasy could ever be
Thus the veil gets torn
What was only felt can now be seen
As another layer is put off in a fight
Fighting for what was only once thought to be dreaming