A Million Miles From Nowhere - Prologue

She Sits By The Window

As two are one, she sits alone

smiling wisdom from darkened halls

she casts a glance at past memories

finding answers as distance calls

I walk into the room and see her sitting alone by the window, I smile at this sight, not that I think it’s a humorous one, but it’s a familiar one, one in which I’ve seen so often and it makes me love her all that much more. 

She usually has her thumb stuck between the pages of her book resting in her lap, with her eyes gazing out the window, focused on some far away object on the path that meanders by our house, only this time something is different, her book is closed, not marked with her thumb; just simply closed in her lap and her eyes are cast down. I could see her mind ruminating over something that is secret only to her within that story she holds inside.  I see with those eyes, how she runs carefree in the field or walking on the path, or lying by the stream.  I feel those moments alongside her.  I wish she could speak of those times which were so dear to us, but she cannot.  To persuade her or coax her to illuminate her world to me is no longer possible.  But, I sometimes try.

She hears me enter the room, her chin turns upward and she looks in my direction. I see a strand of her hair has fallen across her forehead, it catches the light from the window. Her eyes come to mine.  I go to her and take that silk thread between my fingertips, replacing it amongst its companions of silver . She smiles.  She had been caught in a time that was part of a past so complete, one we both knew and shared, but for only her that time stands still, a time sweeter than anyone could imagine. 

So abruptly her book is closed and comes to an end.  My breath catches when I realize that day, that day in the past.  As I sit down next to her, my memory becomes that of two - she sits by the window, with her book gently held between her hands.  This is the book I will now open, this is the story she wants told, this is the beginning of her life.  Once again she smiles at me, I smile back, we become one.