How my thoughts are like Kami
Jun 14th, 2007 by Jesse Moore
I went to bed last night before I was ready. I had been out, socializing with friends, and I went to bed to spend time with Kami, even if it was in rest. Kami wasn’t asleep, but had retreated far enough along its slope that a return was unlikely. I let her be, and laid awake - to the best of my ability, unmoving.
Amazingly I was without my thoughts. Time seemed to pool around me like water, filling my ears and my nostrils, flooding my cranium until the spare thoughts I had rolled like unsecured buoys.
Kami turned against my back, wrapping her arm around me. The evening was not warm, but I’m an oven, and Kami’s touch makes me sticky. It’s like wearing a wool sweater against cold skin, and while it makes me a little uncomfortable, I’m thankful for it’s wearing.
Eventually I worry about the morning, and not having slept at all, so I squeeze Kami’s hand and gently move aside. Minutes later Kami rolls back, assuming the embrace I had just escaped. I’m encouraged by the trapping, and postpone my slumber, realizing that Kami’s form on our bed is like the buoys in my head, rolling back to me.
Now this is poetry.
There is a great amount of peace to those who love the one they lay beside. Sad, that not every one experiences it.
That was beautiful.
reminded me of the scripture telling us to count our days. How did your next day go ?