Lilac

For centuries I have been walking and swimming in the middle of the forest. The forest; full of enormous emerald green trees and beautiful purple flowers. I have been bathing myself in the clear lilac waterfall, that lies in the deepest heart of this forest.

 I can feel the warm wind across my face and I can feel it surrounding my body, ready to be submerged and cleansed in that pure, warm water. I close my eyes and breathe, whilst I listen to the sounds of the waterfall. My soul is consumed with peace; my soul is being connected with Earth.

This time is different. I know he is there, in front of me. He knows that there is someone with him, so I walk slowly forwards, until I get to feel the warm water on my feet. I know he is also walking, so we come together into the lilac. Even with his eyes wide open, he cannot see me, but he can feel my soul. I do not need to open my eyes. I have done this many times, as has he, but this time he cannot remember.

I get closer to him. He can feel my breath, but we both know that he will not feel my body. I can only move around him, putting my hands over him, over his face, over his arms, over his heart, so that my body is covered in the fragrance of the water. This time I will ensure that he does remember and feel our energies weaving together. The flame, is not going to rise up within us, until he can see my presence, and he can feel safe, once again.

This has always been our safe place. We belong here, to this water. Our essence is created by this lilac. Here we will find each other forever. But for now, full moon is rising, and I will go with her.