My eyes met with the etching of the delicate laced leaves as they left a trail in silhouette where the earth ends and the stars begin. My mind a drift, again captured the memories, which embraced my being. I felt distant and then a chill that came from one fallen tear shook me into reality. I could feel the moistness as the tear gently streamed over my cheek, almost as if it were in slow motion. Like a snowball rolling over a hill on a hot summer day, a release of the dreams that had taken my heart by storm and my soul by surprise flowed uncontrollably.
In the wake of a moment I experienced the depth
the spirit can travel to hold close your memory.