It was meant to begin
at Chai Point
5.30 a.m.
except
like a lot of flights
delays paused plans
my luggage was lost
in a strange land
panic blinded common sense
heat choked inner compass
almost three days without sleep
had disorientated the path
yet I remember unusual fragrances
somersaulted around me
sunrise was so bright that day
my soul was worn from the grey
then I saw you and knew
the war had been won
I'd made it through the portal in time
to forevermore cherish you
our story had begun
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