they came over tonight, on their way through the west, headed south and east. he brought me a book about pluto. i was reminded of so many things. he'd grown a beard since i last saw him. i was reminded of eye contact and of a morning in a sanctuary during a thunderstorm when he fingered me deeply and i felt as though i had lost the whole world into his hand. and there he was, in my house, a mortal with a book about the dark planet and a beautiful smiling girlfriend. together they head back to the heart of recent change; a place with musical trees and secret paths. they came through as a reminder about patience, about what was, what is, and what can be.
scooter11:
That's a nice entry--you seem in a good place, at peace. "Lost the whole world in his hand"--I can almost hear the thunder...
ember2:
It's amazing how someone from the past can appear, seemingly from nowhere, bearing gifts they weren't even aware of. Maybe this is the purpose of reconnection.