motion, 3

hearts’ journeys are a mystery
how they meet one another,
become familiar, find congruence,
endure conflict, travel together,
break apart and go their separate ways

the breaking is what
i find hardest to grasp

how paths can be so
intertwined, then veer
into different courses,
as though they were never
intimately acquainted,
never shared the same breath,
never pressed close seeking heat

even the sharpest memory
learns to forget
in the face of change
so that hearts can survive

and hearts do survive,
somehow, though bumpy roads
may wear them ragged
and turbulent waters
churn around them

hearts somehow find
new paths, dare explore
new territories,
make new memories

however long the journey
may take, hearts learn
to keep moving