One night I went to bed feeling incomplete, like all other nights before. For some reason, however, the feeling was stronger than it had ever been. It was a feeling I did not know, and yet, it was growing. The only apparent thing was that a part of life was missing in me; a part I obviously have never experienced but needed to fill the growing abyss.
I lied in bed, staring at the ceiling for a long period of time, thinking and wondering with focused concentration what it could be. All of a sudden, a new force possessed me. A force that repeatedly said, “Follow me . . . follow me . . . ” And as though I lost all control over my senses, I obeyed it to my window.
For a moment I just stared blankly ahead as if waiting for further instructions. The voice then continued surging commands, now taking complete control of my mind and body.
I opened the window and a rush of cold wind greeted me, flowing and coursing its way around my body. I raised my head slightly and closed my eyes as the wind continued lightly caressing me. Finally the wind faded and I opened my eyes slowly.
A new sudden feeling of enchantment and pleasure coursed its way to a part of me I never felt: the crevasse which had grown in place of my heart. The feeling, however, didn’t fill the abyss but instead swirled inside it like a whirlpool. I needed yet, to steady and lock the feeling, to be complete.
I viewed before my eyes just the common woods, but tonight not so ordinary. The leaves of the treetops danced in the breeze as moonlight eluded itself through the tiny gaps between them. Fireflies were scattered everywhere, flying on the breezes and sparkling like small stars on earth, arousing a mystical sense. I then peered down a far length to view the ground and had then noticed a flash of darkness, or the movement of a shadow.
The next thing I remember was running, barefoot and still in my nightgown, through the trees. Just running deeper and deeper, not really knowing where or why I am going. After what seemed like an endless stretch of trail, I halted in the middle of a clearing.
I wandered my attention up to the night sky and stared with amazement. It looked like an inky blue velvet veil with the stars shimmering like glitter, and the full moon, a gem, shining a direct ray of light to the position where I stood.
My faithful breeze returned and began circulating around me; faster and faster . . . gathering speed . . . spinning around my body . . . until . . . it stopped. Everything ceased.
This all seemed so nonexistent but, at the same time, felt very real. I fastened my eyes shut to absorb what was happening. I felt the tension of my surroundings rise and my heart started swiftly accelerating, changing rhythm. Then as quick as a crack of lightning my eyes sprung open . . . and there, in front of me, he stood.
His enticing glare burned through my soul with intensity as I stood trapped, and confined in a daze. His alluring, stormy, azure eyes captured my incessant gaze and cast me in a trance as the sound of steady beating drums filled my ears. It was then I realized it wasn’t drums, but our two hearts beating simultaneously to the same rhythm.
I felt motionless as I felt his fingertips grasp my waist and he pulled me closer. I began to melt in his arms as I felt his warm, moist lips press against mine. My soul leapt and took flight as the definement between him and I erased and we became one.
It was then he grabbed my hand and beckoned me into the trees where my attention was taken by a beautiful, glowing white stallion. Its silver mane glistened like the stars above us. For once, I felt the presence of a higher power.
He then mounted upon the horse and assisted me onto it as well. The horse galloped through the trees as if they were long, winding tunnels. The midnight sky lingered as what seemed forever and we went faster and further to an unknown destination of what appeared deeper than the confessions and insights of the imagination.
My mind sprinted like the beautiful stallion we rode. I gaped above and contemplated the stars and the serene desire they resembled.
I held him tight and passion took over as I felt the shedding of tears roll down my cheeks like silent thunder. I began to tremble as I steadily began to realize what the absent emotion revealed to be. A word concealed from my world: Love.
With my knight, my prince, I ride away on a white stallion, far away, to a destination yet untraveled to realize what was keeping me broken. I travel with him, now complete, as the two of us are adjoined as one by what now fills the former abyss . . . Love. My love for him will remain powerful and true; I will love him forever. We are One.