I close my eyes
and remember the smell
of fresh sage as it rained
near the edge of the desert,
entering the mountains
as the salt air
from the ocean's whisper
cascaded into the valley
in wild waves.
I never knew Life could be
as beautiful
as this landscape unveiled
before us.
Clasping your hand,
I gasped
at the realization
and you smiled softly,
stroking my long hair
along with the wind.
We were going to California
and you were showing me the path
leading home.
I don't think
we ever completely returned
from this sacred journey
where our hearts discovered
love & laughter
breathing fresh & free...





it smelled of fresh fruit and i hoped i'd not choke on the strands 









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