Have you ever happened upon something so striking so wonderful that your bursting with light every moment you allow yourself the delicacy of soaking more in? And the very idea of sharing your new found love brightens you, but makes you cringe all the same. I am certain that I have just found my soul sister. A woman living as I would have in another time, yet somehow we have wound up in the same century. A story teller. An imagineer, a seeker of light. I've always known I was those things, but overtime I allowed the sharp edges of this world to scar the map of life that covers my flesh and bones. I want for so many things, yet I allow myself the way the use of a one way door. I abuse the fear of falling like never climbing to the top of the strong bark to see the sun, only letting the sun peek through the brush to glance at you. Today, I want to see the sun and I want it to see me. Bare, every part of me. Laughing loudly and crying in a moment of manic hysteria. For just a moment I would like to stop the time and give myself the luxury of breathing. Today I shall breathe as the sun bathes the map that makes me.