The Truth Embarks a New Beginning

"Unus Annus"

In the way the tree branches smoothen out shielded shadows and time ceases to be, we have lived a day free of sorrow, a lifetime of you and me. But when we remember, how subtle time surpasses our every exchange, we must take note that the universe wrote our story with little change. 

My universe started with his eyes, the way the blues and greens would glide on a wave of brown. 

They always glistened with the sun, they'd take the shape of a Willow Tree and droop down in glory. 

They were intoxicating. 

But what really struck me...

His existence was poetic. 

I'd hear a limerick in every step he took and meter in every word he spoke. 

And we could spend an entire year together under that Willow Tree. 

I'd watch the hours pass in the changing of leaves and the aging of roots, 

until the bark ceased to be. 

But in relation to our story, I embarked our new beginning, 

with little worry of the end. 

Until I began our page, 

with your words as sweet as sage, 

you commented on how we began. 

In the way the tree branches smoothen out shielded shadows and time ceases to be, we have lived a day free of sorrow, a lifetime of you and me. But when we remember, how subtle time surpasses our every exchange, we must take note that the universe wrote our story with little change.