The Guru and The Goddess

They met by chance, or was it so? Perhaps quite preordained?
A thousand lifetimes coming or as fleeting as the rain?
They discovered in each other what was yearning in themselves
He saw it in her eyes and she the books up on his shelves

He saw her grace and beauty and her dreams of being true
To what she felt inside herself in everything she'd do
She saw in him stability, a path to higher things
The mystery of life explained in lessons he could bring

She thought of old Olympus high and climbing to its peak
He thought of lazy days embraced beside a lovely creek
And together dreams and images would fill their swooning heads
Of life and warmth and tenderness and loving things they said

With him she felt a wholeness, strong and true, and so did he
For each saw in the other what the mortals couldn't see
And looking through each other they could also see themselves
In her eyes and in the size of all those books up on his shelves

He could feel his armor breaking as she peered into his heart
She could feel her insides melting, he was teasing her apart
And the mystical and beautiful came crashing into one
The yin and yang were reconciled with each new tale they spun

So they each joined hands and traveled down the path that called their souls
Connected by a bond so new and somehow yet so old
For though they'd only spoken but a couple weeks before
The bond they shared was timeless, dating back to days of yore

For the guru and the goddess are the two halves of a whole
And her intuition told her not to let the guru go
The guru's mind was flooded by symbolic reverie
As they began to climb that mountain to the heights of what might be

When they'd finally accomplished all that they'd set out to do
They embraced atop Olympus underneath the sky so blue
And the mortals gathered round to see just what true love could be
When the gurus and the goddesses accept their destiny

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