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By iLYd Date: 2005 Nov 23 Comment on this Work [[2005.11.23.23.23.27285]] |
| From the window she saw him standing, not a muscle did he move, he looked well almost tranquil, serene, but who's to really know. Never had she seen such magnificent stature, such posture, what a lovely air about the way he stood, watching only the light recede behind the clouds on the horizon. If only she could have reached out that window and grasped the thoughts running through his mind, to intrude at that moment would simply be unheard of. But as the light slowly faded, she could sense that the young man was simply pausing for a moment, pure thoughts, perhaps a longing, as he gradually turned, she could finally see his face, kind it was, a gentle presence, she wanted desperately to know what was happening within his thoughts, she wanted and needed to feel the serene feeling that crossed his gentle face. As the young man strolled back toward the window, she could feel his eyes upon her; she felt the presence of calm, a sense of belonging, but why. She stayed by that window until his being had completely disappeared and at that fixed moment she awoke. |