I took a walk with you today, although I do not think you knew it.
As my bruised and battered body sat high upon a rocky cliff, my soul sought yours…and found it.
Basking in the warmth of the brightest star, I watched us far down below walking a tree-strewn path washed in sun-dappled light. We emerged from a forest, and stopping to skip rocks upon the water, I could hear our laughter ring out over the mirror surface of the lake. At times our two souls converged and I could not tell one from the other as long-guarded secrets passed from one soul to the other, still safe with the second, but no longer a burden to carry alone.
This is the essence of our friendship – the way our souls meet and tend to one another, even when it feels as though we are a thousand miles apart.
As I heal from the atrocities of life previous, it is good to know there’s someone always present who understands and is willing to walk through the every day and lend a hand when I lose my balance.
I’m so thankful it’s you.