the feeling we bestow upon the moment

[sweetwater]

it was difficult to prepare for the weather ... it seemed only to represent the nature of the wind and sky filtering through ... and how the warmth of the sun made the afternoon seem like a walk through one's mind ... gathering in places of the heart
...
hope your day went well ... this day as much with other days and afternoons ... the silence becomes us when we are quiet and meditative ... living in the eternal now and the events of an almost summer ... waiting in these moments and arriving at the destination of one's desire ...

if as fate decides what feelings create ... determined by circumstances of our own doing or as illusion of our doing and ourselves the vessel, the metaphor of life itself
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the words of the wind and air and sky ... the notion of an altogether mystery ... and the feelings we bestow upon the moment of our arrival in the conceptualization of thought itself ... and the arrival !

to determine the relationship as the discovery of ourselves being in the moment and in time together to feel each other as if it were the beginning

so this then is our beginning ... it represents the movement of things and places as it climbs forward into a future ... determined and yet unknown ... realized and felt ... thinking i love you as thought of love to be ... with you !

i walked around and through cobbled streets where the shops were closed for a Sunday afternoon ... staring out in the square of a small and sparse collection of people lazily leaving the town ...

i could think of only you and how i wanted to write you endless words of persuading arguments ... to be with you again ... is all that i can think about ... all that i can endure all that remains at the end of the day ... in this emptiness that exists without you !

my love!

so forgive me in this now becoming ... this moment awakening ... as if life determined the story ... it could have written itself a different and more complete embrace ... each visit ... each day ... each hour ... holding hands in the light of day !!!

...

[dadio]

So true and I can sense it as I read through. Very good.