the moment

the sky was ominous, threatening to rain. already droplets of tears were showered lightly down upon the city, casting a mild shadow of uncertainty in the air. two people stood on the edge of the street, patiently waiting for the lights to turn green. the girl was a picture of serenity, her brown hair drifting softly in the wind. from behind, whispers of nothing and everything were imparted quietly to her, soft enough so no one else could hear, but loud enough to touch the heart and complete her soul. an arm hung loosely around her neck, keeping her close and warm, with just the right amount of care. there was no need for her to say anything. the bond was intangible, but very much evident. behind her stood the boy who held her heart. and hold her heart he did.

i am perpetually mesmerized by the beauty in the most effortless moments. watching two souls in connected invisibility, virtually unperturbed by the walking blur of people around them, can instill a sense of calm even in the most frazzled of souls. basking in the instance of mindless, almost instinctive sharing, is perhaps something most of us fail to treasure. i am lucky enough to be enthused by such displays of affection, and even luckier to drown in moments like these with you.

to me, there really is no need for sparkling glitters to light the pathway to heaven. all it takes is a touch of faith and that bit of fervor to make that one second seem like eternity. i could be blindfolded, and it wouldnt matter.