One That is Two

By Malinda Meadows

A once stalwart tree

That had the job of raising me

Wanted sunshine and rain

Not constant misery

He sought solace in the south

In the comfort of her mouth

If you replace mouth with men

You’ll see where the branches end

and begin

The men visiting

but never meant to stay

Never meant to put roots down anyway

And now my mind whispers

is this the way

always to be the vehicle of love

And not the passenger?

I thought so until i met a man so kind

Who traversed my entire soul and mind

Who actually sought and seeks to find

The above and the below

With a love sublime

that doesn’t seem conditional or temporary

With arms that love to hold me

And provide sanctity.

From the cradle to the present

My heart has longed for you

For the union of the one that is two.