I remember the day smothered
by black clouds torn from the sky.
I watched you dance in the cold
rain pooling with no care of those watching.
Swirling faster as the rain fell
harder until collapsing in a heap.
Perfect silence as I walk to you
offer a hand to pull you closer.
Standing together, rain washes over our
faces whispering words only we know.
That day walking through the burning forest
I followed the path you created.
Sharing the same plane and experience
from your point of view.
At times, I do not understand or see
what you see, what drives your passion.
But I know you are alive, a being
with awareness of what is out here.
And for that and because of that
I love you.