The Gift of Gemini

 

I rose through the fog, a ghost in the light,

Dizzy with silence, with shadows in sight.

The world did not pause, nor soften its pace—

So I walked with the blur, wore strength on my face.

The pool sang with echoes of children set free,

While kindness appeared in the shape of a drink for me.

Coca-Cola fizzed like a charm on my lips,

A small sacred spell in a bottle’s eclipse.

The garden called faintly, with tamarind dreams,

But fate had rerouted today’s quiet themes.

Through laughter and longing, in pet store glow,

Two daughters and I let our heart rivers flow.

A whisper, a mewl, soft fur, tiny cries—

A kitten with galaxies pooled in his eyes.

I named him Gemini, child of the skies,

A mirror of duality, curious and wise.

We came home with stars still clinging like lace,

Letting our new little souls find their space.

Now in the hush, I still feel the spin—

But sugar and softness bloom deep within.

So dizzy I was, and sleepy I stayed,

But love was the thread in the pattern today.

Not all sweetness is tasted upon the tongue—

Some is curled in your lap, where new magic is sprung.