Thw Contemplative Man

A man and a woman spend a day in the sun. Eating, drinking laughing. They ponder about life family and love. He stares into the depths of her beautiful brown eyes and sees intelligence, creativity and compassion. She is a woman so full of pride and integrity. He looks closely at her and wonders. Where is the source of her courage and strength? Trials of life have torn her soul through tumultuous times, have made her sigh deep profound heaves and have brought so many tears to a face that is too beautiful to cry. Yet she is strong. She is brave and continues to fight with an innate passion that will never be destroyed. The man absorbs this quietly. He feels the warm breath of the wind, the rays of the sun entering his skin and contemplates. He feels a strong connection to this woman, he does not understand it yet he does not resist. This woman has somehow broken through barriers of forgotten love, past pains of rejection and fear, bitterness and anger. He does not feel these things. He only feels a sense of calm, quietness and connection with this woman and although she is so different she he feels she is somewhat the same. He looks at her and smiles. His heart is divided although he will gently resist thoughts of desire and he tilts his head to the left and listens more carefully to the words spoken by her. Her voice is like a melody her laugh is a sound so sweet he is enraptured by it. He is a slave to her laughter. He lives to makes this woman laugh. He wants to protect her, demand more of her and watch her succeed. She smiles her devilish smile. There is a sparkle in her eye. The meal is over. He pays. They leave quietly. The moments of connection slowly diminish, although they are not forgotten. She smiles gently at him. He is happy.