The Power of Love
Last night I had a
dream about someone who has not been in my life for many years. Her birthstone
was a diamond and her eyes were a beautiful green I have not seen since I last
gazed into them; I shall forever know her as an Emerald Diamond.
The Dream:
I walked into a
basement of a house foreign to me. The stairs were inside the garage, and a
rusted black metal railing led me down. She was waiting.
The television was
on. A blanket was on an old red couch, and she asked me to come to her with a
gentle flick of her wrist. I could not refuse. We stood near each other. Our
conversation was a distraction from the exchanges of familiar scents, and
unspoken words waiting on the tips of our tongues.
There was no pain, no
awkwardness, no regrets, and no grudges about what had happened between us
during the last two attempts we made. She was not apologetic, and neither was
I. The affection and attraction we had could still be felt- physical, psychological,
and emotional.
She invited me to
join her on the couch. I sat down.
The television shone its
colorful lights and blared inaudible sounds in the background while we
continued to engage one another. Underneath the blanket her hand slipped into
mine. My left hand slipped out of hers, and slid down the small of her back to
the top of her buttocks. She laughed as she grabbed my hand and held it firmly
in hers.
After a time that
lingered beyond its expiration a man walked in that I barely recognized- her
son. He had grown tall; looking more like a man than the boy I had once known.
She stood calmly and politely told me it was time to leave. No negative
feelings surfaced. A magnetic power filled the room, illuminating it with a
yellowish white light.
She was gone.
Love. An ideal our species strives to attain.
An idea, a belief, that transcends our mortal coil and connects separate
entities as one; even if only for a moment in time. A shared experience in a
fractured reality.
We are beings of
energy and matter. When we decide to be vulnerable, to allow another to feel
the power contained within our energy the consequence is a connection, a link
that binds each individual to one another (possibly forever). I am still connected
to the one person whose soul I looked into, and the only person I have allowed
to look into mine. Emerald Diamond, you will always have my love.
Laron
