April 25

Daydream; I fell asleep amongst the flowers, for a couple of hours on a beautiful day.

I’m not sure if I’m ready to describe the electricity that raced through my body and jolted my soul from it’s life-long sleep. I’m not sure if I will ever be ready, or able to put into words everything that I felt when we were in that place; but I sure as hell will try.
Last night we went for a walk, intending to go to the library down the road, when suddenly you stopped. I glanced at you curiously, then followed the trails that your eyes led me down. Not more than sixteen feet to our left was what looked like a small, private cove. Jumping in excitement and abandoning all thoughts of the library, we left the civility of the road and climbed down the cliff that lead to this sanctuary.
You leaped ahead, already filled with the scents, sights, and freedom that we both felt, while I lagged behind dragging my fingers along the bark of passing trees. When we reached the small, rushing river that inhabited this strange forest, we laughed out of sheer delight.
We had finally found our place, untouched by man.
Spending the rest of the evening enjoying the natural silence that surrounded us, we closed our eyes and focused on the sounds of the bubbling water.
We lost ourselves in that secret place; but found so much more.
Going back this morning, it was no less perfect. The sun shone through the trees, casting beams of light on to the water, and reflected them back into our eyes.
We took off our shoes and felt the sweet moss between our toes, and explored some more.
“Laying side by side with our backs resting against the moss covered stones, she and I talked about nothing, and became everything”.