Were not spent among company, animal, or technology, but with nature.
It has been raining off and on all day. At first I did not pay much heed to the wind blowing the rain against my window like a young lover tossing pebbles to wake his infatuation from her slumber. I played music and when the wind bellowed louder over Bach, I could not find myself fighting the call no longer. I felt the wind beckoning me to come out and play.
I changed into a T-shirt and a pair of shorts and stood at the door like a young bride on her wedding night. I stepped barefoot onto the wet cement outside and let my toes wiggle in the water. The warm wind blew the rain against my cheek as if offering a gentle kiss of assurance. Hesitantly I made my way down the steps. The lights reflected off the puddles on the ground and danced with the wind as it revolved over it.
The water was cool as it soaked into my shirt, the wind blowing against it pressed it closer to my skin like a lover’s embrace. I nestled myself into my neighbors’ swing strategically placed between the properties. I leaned back and let my face feel the cool water beating down as the wind gently rocked me.
I do not know how long after, but my eyes started to swell with tears. The warmth as they streamed down my face steamed against the coolness of my body and the air. I sat silently with the sound of water running from the creek and the gentle hum of the interstate beyond the woods.
I never heard the claps of thunder nor did I care. For how ever long I sat there quietly by myself, I felt like I was afloat with the wind carrying me away and the water bracing me for the journey. The lightning woke me from my silent solitude with a display of aerobatic light across the sky. The clouds travelled fast, making a lovely backdrop.
The sky was painted as only as a master could make it, flashes of yellow and white light, shades of grey, black, and various blues. But it was this one pause, this one single moment that stands out most of all. The clouds parted as if Moses himself were still raising his arms. Through this small gap in all of this beauty, the moon peaked out. Though it was no where near being full, it shown brightly than I remember through the hole with such extravagance. The higher clouds that could have been nothing but white were swept in the yellow hue. Then a flash of lightning cut across the sky. In a blink, the moon was tucked away again for the night. For a fleeting moment, I shared the greatest beauty I had ever seen in such circumstances and I felt glad that I was there alone to see it. As selfish as it may sound, I felt like it happened for me.
I stayed out there for a while longer, watching the rain twirl in the wind and the trees dancing on the horizon. I have never felt so relaxed, so at ease in all my life. For a brief moment I found out what it was like to feel pure happiness and to forget everything.
When the world suddenly came into focus by the sounds of sirens, I knew that my sanctuary was no longer as it was. I sat there quietly for a brief moment longer feeling like a fool. I stood, dripping with water from every inch of my body and made the slow steady climb up my wet steps. I could still feel the sting of warm tears and they still pour. They will for some time, but I have those long hours spent in bliss to keep my heart company and cradle it for this lonely adventure to come...
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