My soul rides aboard a paper parasol, eyes wide to the dreaming land. Every vivid hue is where pastel meets neon haze. Into the air I whoop, my lungs singing in anti-thunder boom. Then from my brain comes bubbles of happy rainbow swirl, each of them a snow globe that is to winter quite unknown.
I am in amazement at myself. I did that maze in record time. Now, I've seen awesome before, but I was awesome. So fantastic. I am in tip top shape for sure!
I would solve any maze for you. I would run its course over and over to get the perfect path just right. I would do that for eternity if that is what it took to save you. For you are my amazement, my holy grail and soul-fire cure.
This world is quite astonishing, when you claw your way out of the mire of dysfunction. When you first peek over the horizon and see nature without the haze of discontent. Without any filter, with the naked eye and the brain open to the beauty of this reality, amazement comes. It is the amazement of the baby when they first meet a dog, or see a leaf move in the wind. And when you see those simple things, when you can in love with the small, everything gets so much better. The larger things become almost overwhelming, the sense of love so much stronger. It is then you realise that before you lived a half-life, greyed and without the warmth each human is born with.
Amazement doesn't quite cover it. I feel like someone just took my spark of wonder and poured on kerosine. The smile I show on the outside can't adequately reflect what I feel inside; it's like every neurone of my brain is trying to fire in both directions at once - the best kind of paralysis.
It takes a second or two for the new information to sink it, even though it is right before my eyes, larger than life. Then I feel my lips stretch wider into gaping grin and my eyebrows arch for the sky. She's made it. She's here. And in the seconds that follow I can feel her squeezing her arms around me and my arms reciprocating. No longer is she pixelated and two dimensional; she is warm, fragranced and soft.
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