Laying in the afternoon sun, on fresh cut grass, I whisper “I want a new adventure, will you come with me?”
“yes” she whispers back, and the static between our bodies goes electric.
“Where will you take us?”
I feel the need to be near large bodies of water, empty mountain space, and quiet beachside trails. I look into her eyes..
“let’s go slip slide away into the pacific northwest”
It’s early morning, and between the steam of the coffee cups, I make out the words
I ask, “Do you think that things in nature, like trees, rocks, sand, have a soul?”
“I hope so…”