“Sky above me. Earth below me. Fire within me.”
In the twilight we drink tea, hold hands and watch, enchanted, as nature’s fireworks dance across the horizon.
Electrical storms spiral like screaming tornados into the waiting ocean, and the sky blazes violet-white behind shifting storm clouds.
We look up in wonder at a precious glimpse of heaven, gone much too soon.
We cook on an open flame, which trembles gently in the fresh ocean breeze. The smell of fire awakens something in me. Every bite tastes exquisite, our appetites heartened by sea salt and freedom.
Our laughter carries through the dusk, startling the small silhouettes that hide and seek; white tails flashing in long grass.
The rain creeps closer still, heralding the time to cozy up under woolen blankets. There is nowhere else on earth I would rather be right now, and no one else I’d choose to share this moment with.
It’s you. It’s always been you.
The lantern swings lazily from the canvas roof, a soft moon illuminating our tent with its celestial glow. We lay side by side, limbs gently tangled as we talk and smile and love.
We are content, listening to the sea boom against the empty shore,—natures lullaby, soothing us to sleep in her arms.
This is where I return, when I am weak, when I am sad. This is where I bring my fears, my anger, my pain. When life invades my head, and sleep evades me, you will find me here at the water’s edge.
I am stronger here, drawing my power from nature’s magic and making it my own. I am vibrant here, more alive.
I know who I am here, and where I am going.
Sleep comes easily in this place, and dreams follow.
Author: JoJo Rowden
Editor: Toby Israel
Photo: Author’s Own
Originally published on Elephant Journal here.