A Majestic Heart...  

travelingintexas 41M
12/20/2005 7:02 pm
A Majestic Heart...

High upon the cliff she stands, tall and proud. Her perfect lips form the exquisite example of what musicians and lyricists, poets and bards for time eternal have attempted to capture in many forms but never master. She gazes into the distance, her eyes expressive and wide in sheer wonder as she takes in the world before her. In her eyes, every natural form and beast are new and precious every day. Seen through the eyes of beauty and innocence, she is captivated by the wide world before her. As far as her eyes can see, the world awaits her there, high upon this cliff..

Oh what dreams this creature of grace and beauty dreams! Oh what great hopes and plans she devises in her heart and mind! How she longs to run through that green field, swim that stream, pick that particular berry from that particular tree and hide within the coolness of the forest below. She can picture herself down there, below this cliff, touching and experiencing each of these things. How her heart cries out to go down below and experience the taste of dew early in the morning from a fragile blade of grass. Her tiny tongue, sampling the nectar from that vine. Oh she dreams. How she dreams!

Never one to complain, she stands tall and proud high upon this cliff and looks out over the vast domain spread before her, imagining herself as its queen. A benevolent and lovely queen. One in which the world down there responds to the beauty of heart, the same way she responds to it. She imagines herself also as a laborer, working with the land, not against it. Building her future with her own hands. Different roles. Different dreams. All amount to the same thing. Desiring to be able to play, explore, know and fathom a reality that is over there.

How exciting she thinks and believes it to be in her heart, that small place where truth begins. She watches from high upon this cliff and imagines what could be, never what is not or hasn’t been. A sigh wells up within her chest. Not in self pity but in wonder of the world down there. Always looking to what could be. The yearning some days to experience all of life’s fullness almost overwhelms her. Such joy and peace to be found in the little things down there. Her eyes shine in brilliance and flare as the sun catches the glint of tears as she gazes outward in longing. To live there! In that world of peace, possibility and love. Her heart aches to be a part of something like that.

High upon the cliff where she stands tall and proud, her tiny fingers, beautiful and long, reach up and wrap around the bars that she peers through. Locked away from what could be possible, should be shared, would be enjoyed and nurtured she stands, tall and proud. These bars of iron hold her here away from where her gaze lingers. Yet still she dreams.

dawndirtymind 42F
370 posts
12/20/2005 9:48 pm

Simply beautiful!

rm_cockmerollme 45F
1223 posts
12/20/2005 9:54 pm

You know, I think the old gifts still make the best. Uno, Mr. Potatohead, play-dough, Hungry Hungry Hippos,Twister..ect. All the games we loved. Any jackass can go out and give video games..go with a couple of books, if they are old enough. If you are giving to the former Mrs. Trav, go with a gift certificate for a pedicure, something one of her girlfriends would give her. Wow, I just realized how hard that must be, to by a gift for someone you used to know, love, had kids with....wow, that is really heavy.....good luck...


bulging_boy 49M

12/21/2005 12:44 am

Touching Trav,

and not how you normally do it!

This was great!

tillerbabe 55F

12/21/2005 12:46 am

Let her OUT! Dammit! (I have some forceable-entry tools!)

Really tho'..beautiful sweetie! {=}

silkysmoothlegs3 105F

12/21/2005 12:51 am

All dreamy

Still waiting for the effect to kick in


rm_goddess1946 106F
13518 posts
12/21/2005 6:45 am

Thank you for this..this morning...

Just a little food for thought.............
If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you...

barbiebunny 36F
5597 posts
12/22/2005 5:51 pm

well done..well done indeed.
xo Bunz

Its good to be...ME

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