LIKE I FLOWERED IN FRONT OF YOU. Air of a positive persistence, of confidence, of sweet repose. The sudden happening, I realized when smashing into my mind, entered as an unexpected guest in that burning evening, taught me the knowledge of myself the core of my being. You came from a mind flooded with images. You stumbled before me on my road on the very foundation of my life. The beats of your footsteps followed me, solemnly you touched my chin-bone like you knew me from before like I flowered in front of you. Quivering, you hold my delicate wrist stroke my patches of hair behind the ears and lifted kindly my face as for the time of the first kiss. Shudder seized me, so violently that I lost my balance and flicked the mind empty again in the overwhelming exposing gallantry. All what happened within me in that insane moment that presiding over the scene, and with a galloping inferiority I have to face and keep back, pushing it round the next corner passing a threshold and tell myself that this has never happened. Although, It did, and gently became the garment, that dressed my life devouring me, catching all my energy, sometimes burning, sometimes chilly, but always the aiming prism that set the glare in my eyes of the inexpressible compassion The Magic of Love and Life. ©k.c.