Kindred Spirits


It’s only been a moment,

But it feels like forever.

Maybe we’ve met before,

In a dream perhaps?

Or maybe we were connected,

In a lifetime long forgotten.

One soul, split apart,

Finding the missing pieces,

In kindred spirits.


I was feeling short winded this evening, so I thought a bit of poetry was in order. I have a few friends who I consider “kindred spirits,” and one of the most beautiful things about these types of connections is that words aren’t always necessary. The bond exists without effort.

I’m afraid the image looks too much like a romantic couple, but they are actually just friends—two kindred spirits—enjoying a beautiful moment together. I saw a photograph on Instagram featuring “red, yellow, and blue” and it inspired me to try out the palette. I think it pairs well with the poem; subtle but sincere, soft but loud, and dim but colorful.

That’s about all for now. Thank you for joining me for my series Life: From A to Z.

I hope you enjoyed the letter K!

Peace & Love,
—Janet