In a Heartbeat
If ever the world scattered us like autumn leaves,
if distance became the echo between our steps,
I would run back to you in a heartbeat,
across rivers, through storms,
through the darkest night and the thickest fog,
wherever you are,
I would find you.
The pulse of my heart knows no direction but you,
it beats to the rhythm of your name,
each breath a promise
that there is no space, no time,
that can stretch wide enough
to keep me from you.
I would cross fields where the wind howls your absence,
climb mountains whose peaks carry your voice,
run until the earth itself bends
and pulls me back into your arms.
Because my love is the force that guides me,
my feet are drawn to you,
like the moon to the tide,
like fire to the air it breathes,
I would come back to you,
and in that moment,
everything would be whole again.
I would run,
through every heartbeat,
until I am where I belong,
next to you,
where the world falls away
and only love remains.
