Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we've found each other... I know I've spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you but you, for your soul and mine must always come together.
Our souls were one, if you must know and never shall they be apart; with splendid dawn, your face aglow i reach for you and find my heart
A sad smile crossed her face, and I knew right then what she was trying to tell me. Her eyes never left mine as she finally said the words that numbed my soul. I'm dying, Landon.
Poets knew that isolation in nature, far from people and things man-made, was good for the soul, and he'd always identified with poets.
