Sunday, January 16, 2011

The Long Ride Halfway Home

When she left my grasp, after the long ride halfway home, I thought to myself; "that is beauty". What a fascinating, wonderful person.
Her words still ring in my ears...
As I watched her drift away, into the crowed abyss, never knowing if or when or how I would ever know that again, this feeling overwhelmed me. What a wonder my life is! What a pleasure!

I still shake my head in, it must be, disbelief. One can only pray that our paths cross again.

I thought I was happy. I thought I had it all. But today I realised that the pursuit of happiness is endless; yet for a brief moment I had it in my arms. This was not love, or lust, or a schoolboy crush. She was joy incarnate.

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