Ficlets

I submit to the energy that flows within me
and without me. To the oneness that is me.
I reach to you on that distant shore. Knowing
that one day…that one hour…that very minute,
your essence of heart, soul and body,
will be in my arms, holding and loving me
like there was no love before.

But until that time comes, I sit and wait,
dreaming of times past and anticipatory
of times future. Looking at the shimmering
stars above, the waning crescent moon near
the soft red light of Antares, admiring their
beauty whilist my heart yearns for you.

I sit and bask in the warm glow of the stars,
and look about myself, not unlike the child,
who looks upon things with a simplistic
view of reality, that is untouched by the
passing of time. After all beauty can be
simple in nature.

And that beauty is of you! From the kindness of
heart, to the respect you command, to the gentle
softness of your touch. Your beauty comes from
within the heart. Your heart touches me always!