Love is the bridge between you and everything.
~ Rumi
She’s my Anandamide.
She has always been the exception.
Funny. Flawed.
Class Feminine. Ferocious.
Humble. Reliable.
Curious. Caring.
Giving and Genuine.
Independent. Astute — she is a dancing tree around the fall.
A whistle in the wind.
Oasis of the desert.
Tides in the ocean.
A warm sun of the winter.
And, most definitely a woman with substance-character.
While at times she is as delicate as Cherry Blossom, she’s also an apt embodiment of Lotus that she has engraved on her Calcaneus — rightly so!
While very much fondly I have watched her laugh hysterically. I’ve also seen her sob her heart out.
While very much playfully I annoy her in full cylinder,
While at times I have also hurt her to shreds,
I love her… I really, really love her.
Happy December 5, Solution!
Namaste.