Her hair strands tangled deeply with his strands, smaller compared to her strands but the brilliance in how they interacted as she lay her head close to his head, she kept holding on tightly to him.Her arms firmly folded around his neck, her legs placed beautifully on his lap.He could feel her deep breathing enticing the skin around his neck area as she pressed her lips on it. A kiss of life as she closed her eyes and gently drifted inside her head.She finally found a place where she belonged, knowing she was adored in his eyes.
Simultaneously like a Sonatas and partitas violin solo her draw shut his eyes. A harmony shared only between them felt deep inside their minds conveying a subtle harmony just like the strings humming to the solo. The vibrance in it just right, like a friction-less track keeping its composure solid . Drifting away he remembered that night. That night when it all made sense…
Blessings. The only feeling that could describe that day; the atmosphere so alive it was felt across all who took part in the process, those who witnessed, their eyes awed in a lovely embrace as joy appeared all over their faces …
The little children been caressed on the old woman’s lap. Her wise touch attending to the young one who unwilling wrestled within her grasp, It’s cry a simple indication that life was still new to it and that it wasn’t yet immersed in the understanding of life’s cycle … The joy in the pain was only understandable to the few who now watched the miracle of life that even through the touch of the skin to skin, the healing of the soul was in abundance as she rubbed the young boys tummy her gentle touch soft but firm. The sparks from the fire in the hut startled orange flashes inside the kitchen its floor blessed with nature’s mud, life at its basic form.Enough indication that the crucial connection between mother Earth and her inhabitants was still of value to many back then.
Her feet firmly rooted on the mud floor she never moved them even for one second. She knew her roots and her connection to the earth enlightened her with wisdom such matriculate expertise as she healed the young ones like her ancestors and her ancestors did , a rite of passage bestowed only to the chosen few ,just for the ones with the touch of life in their hands.The resistance from the young boy was still alive. The old woman understood that it missed the tender care, the warm warmth of the mother’s love but she having gone through the school of life wasn’t also blind to life’s reality. That from a young age life is both a gentle and stormy mix. Brewing both pain and joy in its cup. The message clear to all, that for the future light has to keep shining bright even after the falls and rises of life even after destabilizing the forces that demand a sense of balance. Like it was written” Now they know whats Good and evil “, but still the light should never dim.
Philosophical like the yin and yang.
Smiling, she whispered in her ancestors language, “Take heart young one, this is just a taste of what’s awaiting you.” The power in her words penetrated through the boy’s stubbornness. Its influencing drive a sweet approach to the lemons and apples of life. The old caring look on her face comforted the boy as his cries reduced to pure insight as the healing in the stomach kicked in, the look on his face was that of being startled.The natural mysterious touch opened up his bowels. The massage healing his pains as room for more space opened up in his stomach not forgetting the solid firm hold he had on its walls. The enlightenment flooding the little prince , Cute of all sorts.His mind wondering why he cried out of fear,for he had just foreseen just before his turn the vision of the healing on her sister’s belly just a while ago. And his head trying to put together the value of learning from pain as he looked at his sister, laying in deep meditation her cries had long stopped as the wisdom imparted into her, slowly reducing her short rapid bursts of cries into slow sobs as calmness finally flowed all over her body. The warm bath in which she was dipped into inside the baby’s tub, relaxed her body her pain was no more than just deeper memories .The Beauty in the struggle of it all. Understanding the purpose, the path’s influence on life, marinating in as an approach of pure risk.The angelic dream was soon written all over her face.Her body laying full of life.Such a lovely sight.
angelic like a baby’s dreams…
The tension in her bowels eased, the aim of the stomach rubbing only intended to open up the belly to solid food. An introduction into life under the sun. The fire burned the wooden sticks piled on top of each other its deep orange light casting shadows all over the hut.The breeze flowing through the open wooden door added life to the experience . A culture rooted deep down inside the earth that brought about a sense of infinity to life; a bizarre mixture of Miracles and tragedies to come but with firm comfort that the Light would always keep all safe. The clear night was brilliant to watch as through the window the full moon formed majestically adding to the stars and the skies its beauty and its Influence. Like an angel’s lullaby the night praised The Creator.
JAMMING…..Isn’t it just fascinating the feeling when we accept that we are each unique and special in our own different ways.
“I lost a part of me… I can’t just feel better.” Her voice awakened him back to reality as she finally couldn’t hold onto it anymore
“Hey, (eyes firmly fixed on each other , the gaze of wisdom in his eyes enlightening her destiny’s path..) that void, the darkness in it with its embracing sense of loneliness will be filled up by something new, better, cleaner and a more lovely entity. Just heal this one now and embrace the new growth about to begin.“ the light sparked once again behind those brown eyes staring back with life back at him.
Exposing her True self, her lips moved as the words rung through the air “Why do you love me?“ her face puzzled with wonder….
“Because this picture doesn’t make sense without you; the real you in it.” He said, looking straight into her eyes as he saw the soul inside her reaching out to him.
Celebrate every day like a birthday
Good things come to those that wait up (splish)
But don’t wait to jump in too long
Don’t sleep, you gotta stay up (splish)
Don’t, don’t sleep, you gotta stay up