Come to me, be my hero!
You be with me, and sing with me!
Together we will breathe
So the new life won't intrude!
Together we will long
To fly in one soul forever!
Together we will walk
To return to this heaven again.
Together we will do
All we desired long ago.
Together we will move
As we dreamed in our dreams.
Together we can bear all sorrow
To become a shining star.
What blazes down on us so high
To remain with us always.
We are hand in hand with Time
To board the ship where the rainbow dwells.
Together we will be so pure
Like white wedding blooms.
Together we will play in ways
Even Tagore cannot fathom.
Together we will stand at the edge
But paradise still calls us beyond.
Together we will rise so high
Where soaring comes easy to us.
Together we will cry out
To shake all the neighbors through the night.
We owe each other everything—
Not only life, not only living but death!
We will journey far together
Though waves resist our climbing.
Together we will hold dear
So we can live our whole life smiling.
Together we will dream
To greet a new morning.
Together we will be so still
To the rustling leaves, the wind all around.
We will talk together
Of how to preserve the heart.
We will sleep together
So we never lose each other.
Together we will understand—
The whole world turning to learn.
We will dance together
Till roses burst into bloom.
Together we will love so deep
We can never forget each other!
# Together We Will We will walk through the garden of forgotten names, where the air tastes of salt and old letters, and the flowers bloom in shades no one has bothered to name. We will climb the stairs that lead nowhere, counting each step like a prayer, until our legs forget the meaning of ground, and the sky becomes a room we can enter. We will sing in a language made of pauses and held breath, where every silence is a word, and every word dissolves into another silence. We will build a house from the things we've lost— a doorframe from a broken promise, walls from the space between your hand and mine, a roof from the rain that never came. We will sit by the window of this impossible house and watch the world rearrange itself, butterfly by butterfly, grain by grain, until everything becomes what it always was. We will age like trees do, rings of light and shadow, our roots growing deeper into the dark, our branches reaching toward a sun we cannot see. And when the morning comes— and it will come, as mornings do— we will be here still, two people holding the weight of one breath between us. Together.
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Being must be after or before!