There was no sweat on my palms,
merely a certainty I had never known.
There was no rapid heart beat,
only a calm, a sense of knowing
that when we met
we were meant to meet.
It was a feeling of being brought together
after a lifetime apart.
It was a sense that a long journey
had finally come to an end.
It was an understanding
of a soul knowing a soul,
and that our time to meet again had come.
We had met before,
perhaps decades or a lifetime ago.
We had since locked our doors
and hidden inside,
but your eyes knew my eyes.
You had seen my heart before
and when we met again,
I recognized you without hesitation
because so much about you was familiar.
I had come home
and you were there to welcome me.