Day Dreams

by ShayeLynne

I sit alone,
Staring out the window.
My mind wanders
To places I've been,
To places I want to go...

The majestic mountains;
All hues of purple and green,
Capped with snow
Pure white and pristine...
The smell...
Crisp... clean... biting...
The babbling stream
Tumbling down from the summit
Working its way to the sea,
Cold... invigorating... rushing...
The little cabin in the meadow below,
Snuggling in front of the fire
As the day slowly gives way to night,
Warm and secure...

The secluded beach
With sand so white, looking like refined sugar...
The water gently lapping at the shore,
The color of pale turquoise,
Warm... inviting... almost sexual...
The smell...
The coconut of the tanning oil... saltiness... fresh...
The waves leisurely rolling in,
Keeping an ancient rhythm,
Calling... seducing... beckoning...
The hammock between the palms,
Swaying softly in the warm breeze
Watching the world go by...
So at peace... so serene,
Warm and secure...

The arid desert,
All grey and tan and sage,
Almost devoid of life yet bursting with energy,
Everything hidden from the glaring sun...
The smell...
Of pinon and juniper... fragrant... overwhelming...
The rattlesnake sunning on the rock,
The ground squirrel racing to and fro,
Like there's no tomorrow...
Ever moving... ever still... ever contrasting...
The sleeping bag on the ground,
Lying in front of the huge blazing campfire,
Listening to the owls and coyotes
Singing their mournful melodies...
Warm and secure...

I shake my head,
Slowly coming back to reality...
I suddenly realize
That all these places had one thing in common:
I was always...
Warm and secure...
Then I realized something else:
It was because
I was there
With you.