Hued Hearth & The Beyond

 Together we traveled through first meetings and the awkwardness that follows gracefully, excellently. 

Together we waggled into mischief, misadventure, invented a monotony to relax into, a base line to rise above.

Together, but separatly we watched one another fall into poor health and rebound.

Together we summited mountains, shared in family milestones, memories, and mournings. 

Then one day the light turned out. The heat and hue of the homes hearth struggled to flicker under the weight of adversity.

Shared activities became private endeavors. Shared meals, shared time together ceased. 

Together we traveled halfway around the world. The silence shrunk the life of this home.

Alone I waited for a togetherness to resume. The stove to flash on and for intricate ideas to fill the pans for hungry stomachs patiently awaiting.

Alone I waited for us to remedy the adversity that dampened our hearts, dampened the hearth. But for times steady hand, the silence grew chasms between us. 

Alone on separate islands the way back to one another was sealed. Trust and benefit of the doubt fell to casual maxims of distrust as poor choices were made and having my best interest at heart was no longer in the cards.

Together we ventured further forward than either of us have ever gone. 

Alone we carried on as once best friends and much more, to strangers, passers by in eternal time and the page flips and the chapter closes on a once lifelong story.


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