Walks

I love walking. I always enjoy it. Whether it is scurrying or window-shopping in the malls, or along the lakes and oceans, basking in the warm summer breeze. It fills me with serenity of the mind and sensuality of my physical sense.

And I am no longer alone. I have found Him, who relishes the adrenaline-flowing activity too. Not too vigorous for our over-thirty year old physiques, but sufficient for some endorphin stimulation.

They are walks through our emotions and memories. They will become an integral part of our lives living together. The firm grips of our hands, with our fingers strongly interlocked, transcend our bodies with warmth and affection, despite the constant cool caress from the spring climate.

We talk about every molecule and atom on earth. Like our daily phone conversations, which can smash a record high of 5 hours on certain days. Food, people, work, feelings, family, friends, interests, movies, our past, present and future...it is amazing how intricately connected our minds and souls are. Walks will never be a bore again.

We search actively for the rainbows, the symbols of hope and miracle for us. We admire and appreciate God's wonderful art pieces, in the form of the cloudy blots and whiffs in the clear blue sky. We spot a few speckles of celestial stars shimmering in the alluring moonlight. It is so great to be alive and live the moment with the loved one.

Walks are never the same for us again, because we have found each other and will always treasure that gift of love.

"The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention."