Fear, pain and anger vanished into the same blackness, where everything else temporal rested. Nothing existed for that millisecond between thoughts. All was still and painless. Laden mist raked by outstretched branches dragged by sodden ground. drumming out the meaning of summer. A reluctant morning hangs waist deep in chilled mist.
Birds perch silently with anticipation.
Insects wake with perfect slant of splintered sun. Penetrating heat slowly melts a cool slumber. Day is inevitable. From within the pitch black of our tiny cabin I look out past the silhouette of jagged tree tops to the billion, trillion stars of infinity. I listen past the gentle rustle of leaves to Love's melody of peace.