Taking Matters

Summary

Experience the beauty of romance as I take a stand for love. Discover the charm and strength of a captivating presence that inspires warmth in every moment.

Taking matters at hand I decided to take a last stand at romance. She sways like a gentle song in the breeze refreshing the air with her charming fragrance. Her presence is everywhere consisting of everything and there is still so much about her to learn. I adore her in every regard respecting her strength and her power of mind.

Placing one sure step in front of the next I am determined to sweep her off my feet and soar into a wonderful reality that I have never experienced before. The morning is dry and cold, yet my thoughts are moist and warm. Warm thoughts comforting me as the morning chill grips my skin letting me know that the climate of the planet Earth is in constant flux and always have been and always will be while the planet remains.

Matters at hand are taken as a matter of fact as the adornment of my life seeds my mind with the most pleasant thoughts that only the strongest of hearts can bear. She sinks below the surface of the earth and holds the land masses that supports so much life in place. Her eyes are the rays of the sun bringing light, creating shadows, highlighting darkness, causing me to smile when I want to throw up my hands in discouragement.

Taking matters at hand I will fall to my knees and plead my case before her in a way that expresses strength and confidence for my cause. A cause consisting of standing, walking, and lying beside her in safety and peace. With words expressing the totality of romantic expressions I will remove her shoes and paint her toenails with justifiable kisses. Kisses that convey more than my mouth can say.

As the day progresses the temperature raises becoming warmer and my thoughts of her become a cooling component for the evolving climate fluctuation. My world can come to an end in an instant, but what I have gained will always remain in the consciousness of the cosmos. Always residing within the awareness of the universe is the act of my decorating the nails of her toes with kisses. An act the communicates that day and night will forever come and that chill and warmth will contain comfort.

Sitting on the remains of a fallen tree beside a fast-moving unpolluted stream I marvel at the beauty of existence. I am confident that I can cup the waters of this fast-moving stream into my hands and drink it without fear of poisoning. No one has touched, no one has corrupted the waters that sustains life. No one has tainted the loveliness of her smile reflected by the shimmering waters of the fast-moving stream and I have not allowed my thoughts to be contaminated by social trends.

She is not there, she is not near, yet she appears in my thoughts as a vivid reflection in the pristine waters of the fast-moving unspoiled stream that I cup into my hands and drinks eagerly. I take into my hands and drink devotedly of her refreshing my awareness of life and the opportunities that my next breath makes.

Taking matters at hand I point to love and take command of a moment which is now and the moments that will come. Her glance tells me that there is nothing to hope for when the rays of the life-giving sun says, yes. The life-giving rays of the sun are her eyes that shines feeding all the vegetation of my mind just as it turns blades of grass and the leaves of the trees green.

I am done, and for a marvelous cause, and that cause is to have a strong and viable connection with her. Her name is Sun-Rays that Sustains, and my matter at hand is to absorb her into my every day.