Eternity's Call. Poem by Fay Slimm

Cushioned between friendships, in daily life,
Lie echoes of love-ties, so awesomely
Different, cutting through normal with knife
Of spiritual blade, rendering poorly-made
Most ordinary bonds, surges this calling.
Distinctly heard, and quite extraordinary.
Hearts meet, instantly know without more
Than a whispered 'Hello', that forward
Ahead lies their ties - - into eternity.

Soul-mates are not made on earth, fatefully
Birthed, grounded in spiritual certainty,
Instantly love recognises love's state.
With bands of foreverness tightly tied,
Mating souls welcome their bonding as right.