A chance meeting

Part of the House of Questions

Remembering a chance meeting

My Dreamself walked

Into the House of Questions

Determined to this question out

A story leading to the question

From being across my mind

I am in absolute confusion

The thoughts of my problem

Left my feet on auto pilot

To my desitation

When I enter

I walk to the room

That was labeled ‘love’

Dealing with relationships

Or unrequited love

I sat down with the angel

The words piller out of my mouth

I remember him

The night we met

A side by side dinner

Exchange between two best friends

I remember seeing a group of three

Approach my group of two

I remember the ones I know

Introducing this stranger

A smile is brought to my face

Just remembering the egg jokes

They were cracking

Over the strange dinner that was served

Why?  I paused to look at the angel

Do I remember all this?

The angel just gives a signal to cotinue

My mind and words continue on

The next Day

I remember standing in line

Chatting friendly as we get closer

To the strange smells of food

Fast Forward to that night

I remember walking into church late

The seat that is usually placed by me

I sit somewhere else

There is a blurriness now

Since I do not know

Who saw him first

That Wednesday night

My BFF or Me

I remember turning in my retreat form

I remember running in to him agian
That next day with him standing by a friend

For a short mintue before running off to class

The dream version of myself

Stops out of breath

From words running together

Trying to stop the rushing emotions in my head

Starting on Friday

I remember hearing one of my friends

Say that he was cute

While we are on the retreat

I remember a feeling of fear

After that weekend

The angel stops me

A gentle voice says

Don’t skip ahead

Noticing the jumbleness on my face

Leaning back in the chair as it becomes a couch

My eyes flutter shut

While the words began to flow

I remember the group of six

In the back of the van

Conversations getting to know

One another and where they came

We were heading to a weekend

Full of learning about God, each other, and ourselves

I remember the bridge that swings

There was a fear creeping through me

A foot would fall through the base boards of the bridge

I remember watching the jungle pong

Games would last lat int the morning hours

I remember a one of the devos

Where I sat next to him

His voice was sweet music to my ears

We fellowshiped in the prayers

Holding on to each others hands

I remember deciding not to squeeze his hand

At the end of the pray as my habit

Not to make things awkward

I remember the feel the grip of his hand on mine

When the pray ended and we rejoiced in amen

I remember my hand on the shutter release button

All weekend as I photographed that weekend

Everything and everyone

I remember playing games
In groups of two we played Nertz

True smiles on everyones faces

His across the table from me

The days are blurred together in my mind

I remember guessing favorite color

From observations I had made

He replied yes but add another one

The next words out of my mouth

Are engraved and burned in my mind

I remember his smile shining to his eyes

After I looked down

Realizing the words that had escaped from my lips

Heat rose as I think my cheeks turned a slight pink

I pause, remembering this moment

Before taking my attention back to the angel

Why do I remember this?

I remember meeting him

The moments I saw him in that week

From that dinner Tuesday night to Lunch the next Monday

I remember the moment we arrive to the church

After a very silent ride home

I grabbed my socks off my feet

Taking away the hideous sight of flip flops and socks

For the temaputure had been unpleasing

And it froze my toes

Once we got back

I hurried to take them off

Later I was struck with wonder

Why I was so comfortable with him?

That weekend

I remember the following Monday

During lunch

A group of girlfriends

Sat chatting

At the end of table I sat

I remember him passing by the table

He include my name in the Hello

The surrounding girls were thrown

Into a fit of giggles

As they informed me

Of the reddening of my cheeks

I also remember the second time

He passed by during that lunch

The meeting between him and me

Is more clear in my mind than others

All the facts might have been slightly warped

But my question for the house is Why?

Why is this week still lingering in my mind?

It happened almost two years ago

I look up at the bright glowing angel

The light blinding my eyes

Angel spoke for the second time

You have another question

Is it...does he remember your meeting?

Tears slowly drip

From the stormy blue eys

When I nod

I watch the angel finish their notes

The angel hands the long note

To the air with my questions

It floats up the heavenly line

My dreamself gets up on my feet

Trekking back to the real world

Back to my body

Leaving my story and questions

In the house

Hoping the answer will come

If it has a purpose

Or all of it was a chance meeting

That I can remember

If it is only a chance meeting

A chance meeting that has made me

Change and grow up

The question that keeps still lingering

Does he remember this chance meeting?

Inspired by: A memory 

Finished: 8-24-2013

Edited: 8-26-2013

Author's Note

The italics are the memory and story
the bold is the angel talking

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting chapter. Will there be more. You danced on many topics and open the door to questions. I like the situation and the characters. Certain people we won't forget. Thank you for sharing the excellent chapter.
Coyote

[Liz Alexander]

I think I will. It will definatly jump around in time for the times I think about