Originally written: July 11, 1996
The kind of season that sets a familiar tone for an indescribable yet, amazing unique pathway to one's destiny, is the season of love. Every season is meant to be the season of love...
The air is crisp. And the flowers seem to be doing a slow dance. She hears rhythms of a song but, it is only the birds tweeting. In a bit, there is a sudden calmness. The mood is simply magical. In the midst of this tranquility, she giggles like a child being tickled. She can only imagine all that her heart has come to know!
All of a sudden, only she could feel the calmness in the crowded room. She feels his eyes gazing at her. She turns to see and, he is not in the crowd. She knows his aura is not distant from her. She is not hallucinating. Her heart knows better. Then, a subtle voice says to her; “Hello!” There is a breath of fresh air and sunshine in his being. “Would you like to dance?” He asks. Her feet could barely carry her but somehow, they are on the dance floor.
He gently moves her body towards his and holds her so very close. They dance to a slow song. He smells sweet yet, very manly. His voice is warm & tender; the kind of voice that radiates one’s heart like a gentle breeze. He looks at her, and she knows he could only see her. In that very moment just like almost always, her heart does a break dance.
The music stops but their feet are still moving. Again, he looks at her as if they just met. He holds her as if tomorrow would not come but, with a gentle grip. He leans towards her. And whispers the three most beautiful yet familiar words; words he says to her moments before now. Then he says, “I love you.”
Her heart could only feel what it has always known. She knows that nature has given her one of her rare gifts of a lifetime; her one true love. She stops dancing for a moment. His arms are still wrapped around her, lovingly. She looks at him just like his heart looks at her. She gently lifts up his face and kisses him the way he would love her to. Seeing him looking at her, she knows he only could see her. Then, she says; “I love you more.”This time, his lips completely embraces hers. They are where they need to be; in each other's arms. They are home in each other's heart; home at last.
Ask yourself: Is my heart in sync with the one I love, the one that I am with or hope to be with? Love is never on a one-way street.
Fact: Loving another is by grace. Knowing that the one you love, loves you the same, is by grace therefore, a rare treasure. Love is the greatest gift. Love from your heart, with all your heart & let your love not be seasonal.
