given life's lack of linearity
should it come as any surprise
that non-linear affections arise within you?
you wonder
why that one crossed your path
why that one still comes to mind
and captures your heart in unexpected moments.
foolish one -- you tell yourself,
issuing blame for letting those feelings be.
but maybe those affections
somehow remind you of the greater mystery.
in being drawn by irrational love,
you're reminded -- this conscious mind
is but a fraction of the story,
and it's quite alright
to let multi-dimensional life do its thing.
there's no need for smothering or controlling.
