She found us within our pasts,
memories enveloping us like cloaks.
Our complicated yet precious web of love and experiences had created a tapestry in our hearts.
In the stillness of the evening, she arrived to fulfill a longing,
her eyes holding a story, seeing through our façade and secrets.
As the years had left their mark on our youth,
her gaze held the essence of who we had become
– the joy, sorrow and struggles that had shaped us.
Her presence was like a beacon of light,
guiding us through the memories, dark and bright.
In that timeless moment, we were blessed by her grace,
for she reminded us that the past is not lost,
it lives within us like a timeless yoke.
This is how she found us,
with the past draped about us like a cloak.