A Place

I walked with a friend tonight sharing thoughts, hopes, aspirations and dreams. Seldom do we spend time together, though when we do we quickly pick up from where we last left off. She in her life I in mine, little if any contact in between. I'm not sure why we do this but I do not mind.... almost like it makes the times we do meet sweeter.... but moreso with the understanding she has her place and I mine.

Each time we meet its like meeting anew but yet not. Our talks and sharing are carry more threads of listening.... of wondering.... of accomodating each other, yet, below lies deep recognition and understanding of the other. Little cannot be said, for the walls of distrust were long since passed, thrown to the winds and lie elsewhere. Smiles, tears and hugs flow freely while new ideas glide through the air between us searching a new home in the combined heart and soul... we both hold dearly. We laughed together at ridiculous things, cried at silly things, talked about love's and strived to weave a line between our pasts and the future... both individually and together.

This time for some reason we exchanged tokens of our care and love for each other.... our friendship. Neither of us being much into "things", this most surely was a great leap... laughing as we did so. I gave her my compass. It has been with me forever during my treks in the woods over the years. To me it has led me when lost, taken me places across the dance floor of my mind and brought strivings for new horizons closer. Of all the places I have been, could go or wished to be it seemed the most significant object I could think to give. When I closed my eyes she placed her lockette around my neck kissing my neck at the same time. I know this meant alot to her because I cannot ever remember seeing her without it.... always thinking it was a treasured gift from a lover or family. Opening it I cried. Inside was a very small picture of her and I. All these years... I never knew. As she smiled the distance between our minds closed without a word and our eyes whispered rainbows.

Between us, on this night, the exchange was like giving and receiving passed each other on a journey down the same long road to a place inside we each call home.