The Unintentional Gypsy
The morning broke into stillness. The rising moment was like a searing silence in the heart. A kind of peace one is mostly unfamiliar with, except in times of extreme joy. Autumn’s musk filled the air around me, as the opening rays of the sun danced on the blanket of wet dewdrops spread across the colored lawn. But then that dreaded moment of foreboding that something wasn’t right pressured its way into my mind. I felt all at once, both saddened and deliriously enchanted by the profound feeling of separation from all that exists… with the exception of my own … More
