Dear Sequoia One

Dear Sequoia, I try not to picture you to often.  You are intoxicating into total distraction.  I could sit with you for hours and just stare at your beautiful eyes and perfect face.  Each line and ridge and expression, I recognize.  But what really overwhelms me is the sparkle between us, the shimmering knowing.  Oh, how I can't wait to hold you again.  Sometimes it's just too much to feel you, too wonderful, too perfect, too much to believe is possible.  Is it possible?  Are you waiting? Are you coming?  I know time might not mean everything, but with you on the horizon oh how i wish for time to wind its magic boldly, and quickly smooth out whatever rough edges need tending so you can come.  Just know how much love and true knowingness is waiting for you.  And I will be brave for you, strong for you, keep faith, and keep trust even when it seems impossible.  Because you know what dear Sequoia?  Nothing is impossible, not in this beautiful world and perfect Universe.  We are always becoming, and therefore infinitely possible.  I love you impossibly.  

yours,

me