Smell of Desire

As time ticked slowly by, her breath was all I could hear. The distant cries of children, the thunder and rain, bells in the early shadows of the evening sun all seemed to disappear as she gently whispered to me while she slept.

Images, visions, reality seemed to drop away quickly now as eyes that could barely stay open closed and into bliss the first step was taken.

Her horse nudged beside her, turning, surprised. The lush green grass cooled her bare feet, she dug in playfully into the soil, feeling every sense in her body pulse with such tranquility. She giggles, leans her head on her horse and gently strokes her. She encourages her and before she knows it she's one with the wind, her dark hair wild as she gave herself in to freedom. Golden brown sunlight shines off the calm ocean waves, it's sound lifting her spirit higher. It sang to her and she moved in time to its silent crash and roar. White sandy beaches, the scent of nature, she was lost in it.

In the distance, figures move towards her, curious. Her horse seems to understand and she is now again being led ever so carefully on. She hears voices, though against the breeze, it sounds clear.

"Mother!"

Her children, running with arms wide open, joyful in her return. Her horse lets her down and they run into her arms, hugs of love, appreciation, cherish, desire overwhelm her and they roll in the sand, laughter echoing throughout the wild. She turns to the look, and there lies a house and yet another figure.

She gathers her children in her arms, tiny hands holding onto her skirt as they walk towards the house. She wonders who is this person standing there, waiting. She draws nearer and a smile greets her, knowingly, filled love love and passion. Their eyes meet, a tear of happiness trickles down her cheek and....

.....she knew she was home.