Even though I saw her only for a brief moment, and only in that liminal space, on the threshold, her impression on me is so deep it feels like it will never go away.
Such a strange dance we have; the other creatures in the woods shake their heads in disbelief. I shall wait for now, as hard as it is. I shall wait as she runs, leaving me to sit and hope. And when she is tired from running, and laying down to rest, I will follow her tracks and find her. The look in our eyes will tell all. I will know if her feelings for me are the same as mine for her. We must have that same desire. It is more important than anything.
When we look into each others eyes we will know. Either a deep sadness will fall upon me, or we shall break up laughing, a huge weight removed from each of us as we dance, laugh and play through the woods.
We will hold each other and look into each others sparkling souls, and every creature will smile and say “FINALLY”.
Ginger wanting to travel