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     “Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.”

                                                                                   – Albert Einstein

     Have you ever spilled your guts to a perfect stranger? That’s chemistry.

     Have you ever been drawn to someone for inexplicable reasons—and it was nothing they could have said or done? That’s chemistry.

     Sometimes you meet someone and you just know. Sometimes you meet somebody and the pieces start to fall together in a way you never could have forseen. Sometimes you meet somebody and they see right through all your walls and mirrors and illusions that you put up to deflect others, and they read you like an open book. That’s chemistry.

     And like all chemistry, this chemistry has consequences—mostly in the form of reactions. As humans, we behave no differently than atoms at the lowest level—we are completely powerless against attraction beyond our control.

     Except this chemistry is unique because there are no laws that govern it. It moves freely; dances of its own accord; it is unbounded by the gravity and the science that defines worldly existence. It picks and chooses its time and place with no regard for the past; it is undefined—it is perhaps the greatest mystery of our own souls.

crazier things have happened

I think first years fall in love so easily because they are perfectly, uniquely set up to do so. Everyone (sort of) went off to university and fell in love (or something vaguely resembling it), and I think I can see why. They move to a new city where they barely know anyone, and they fall in love with nearly perfect strangers and big illusions because they need something to stabilize themselves. They're uniquely vulnerable, and they search and yearn for something to be attached to when everything else has changed. But maybe that's the most innocent kind of love of all; they want nothing more than love itself, which just so happens manifest itself in mystery and charm; wonder and stability; in first times and strangers who just so happen to be in the right place at the right time.

And I speak as if I'm detached, but I'm not. Not in the least. I might still be in the same city, but everything has changed. I am one of them, and that's how I know.

To each other, we are perfect strangers.
To each other, we are perfect.

The Haiku Series, Vol. 4

French Vanilla

Early morning fog

But don't you think I missed

The sparkle in your eyes

Majesty

Watching the sunset

Painted in the autumn leaves

We walk a little slower

This September

Never by chance

We are nearly perfect strangers

Awakening love

Insomnia For Lovers

Meet me at midnight

Underneath the winter moon

We'll chase the night into day

Happy Birthday

Waiting up all night

As the city lights dim

I blow the candles out

Dear Calculus,

Searching all the Earth

3.14159

You are my answer

Something About the Way You Look at Me

Untold stories in your eyes

Tell me that this will be

The last first kiss

212

Crowded room, straightest stare

If only I could know

Stillest silence, loudest voice

Then you say hello

Keep my distance, say no words

Let my smile speak

I am hoping, you’re aware

One moment on repeat

Aligned chaos, happenstance

Makes me turn around

The world surrounds us, blurry-edged

This is what I’ve found

What-could-happens, what-might-be

This is just the start

Light the fire, pave the way

We will play the part

Great adventure, timeless dance 

We cannot resist

Unwritten story, lifetime tale

It all starts with this

The Haiku Series, Vol. 3

Spellbound

Words in black and white

Take me back eleven years

Right back to your side

Once

Strangers at a bus stop

A random act of kindness

We are forever changed

First Sight

Alone in a crowd

Of 30,000 people

He could be the one

Female Intuition

Chaotic inspiration

Reveals the best-kept secret

Sometimes you just know

Nuit Blanche

City streets alight

Radiant with mystery

Of the darkest hour

LET NOT THE THINGS OF THIS WORLD EVER SWAY ME

     It's not about them. It's not about any of this.

     But God, it's about You and I.

     And I'm sorry that I ever let myself forget that, because wow, I've been so caught up in the world and all its useless drama. The affairs of man are worthless—they will fade into nothing soon enough, and none of them will matter when we're standing before You. But God, I know that Your affairs will last all eternity—which is a long time. And I want to spend it with You.

     So would you break my heart from the world? Would you break my heart from what breaks yours? Would you break me free of this hatred and evil that threatens me daily; would you take it all and replace it with love? Would you show me how to love like you have loved me? Because this is my struggle, but I know I don't have to face it alone.

     And I'm thinking about it and I'm realizing that I'm so unworthy—of Your love, of the blessings you pour out on me daily, of the salvation that you've given so freely. Each day is a battle. When I give in to hatred and anger with that which does not even warrant a minute of my time, that's when I fall. When I let myself get caught up in the world and when I slip and forget that it's always, only, ever all about You, that's when I fall. I'm just thankful that each time, You are there to catch me.

     Would you rid me of myself, of the world in which I don't even belong?

     Because I want to know You and meet you face to face. I want to sing with the angels and praise You for all eternity. So I don't care about anything of this—all I need is You. This is about You and I, forever.

     the cross before me, the world behind 

The Haiku Series, Vol. 2

May I Have This Dance?

The sky opens up

And the rain falls upon us

The soundtrack to our love

A Cinderella Story

The clock chimes midnight

I left it all behind

But the dance does not end

Across the Million Miles

Subsisting on caffeine

I’ve been asleep at the wheel

For the longest time

California

Sleepy town, listen

To the angel songs, and watch

The city lights dance

Rainfall

Twirl me around

In the finest of dresses

As the sky symphony sings