by Daisy Rosario

Created on: June 28, 2008   Last Updated: August 01, 2008

It was HE

A bay at large, blue in crystalline shine, surrounded by immense caves. Caves deep enough to walk through, I went in. The sky was beautifully blue and surrounded it's aura around these caves with clay like color, smooth texture to touch. The day was admiringly beautiful, but I had something of interest to see in these caves. You, this was the third time I had been here. Always the same caves, the same bay. I had to see more and know why I kept coming back, or rather what was it that kept pulling me in. Inside the cave, I wandered, admiring it's beauty. Normally caves are abysmally black, dark, stale, and lifeless with its own history. These caves breathed life. These caves gave life. They were wondrous yet there was something about them totally "old".

Someone was coming... No! A few were coming! Hide! Where? The caves are big enough. Duck!
My thoughts raced as I questioned, "why am I hiding? Why am I here? Why don't I want to be seen?" They passed by me. I saw only the bottom parts of the robes they were wearing. Robes made of linen, antique linen (or was it cotton?). The color of their robes varied from faint grays to camels to tinged white. Their old sandals were pure leather straps barely wrapping their manly feet in protection from the ground's soil. One set of feet caught my attention...
Yes, one set of feet caught my attention! These feet walked purposely paused, not hurriedly like the others. These feet were leading, not following scurrilously. These feet were special and made my heart pounce just to see them walk by.

He knew I was there, my heart told me. My heart raced. I wanted to see HIM, so I peeked. He was listening as he walked and the others were questioning, asking, admiring, doubting, in expectancy of the Truth. I rose slightly to peek hoping no one would notice little me. Funny how I saw HIS back. His hair was matte yet their was a special shine just about it. It was wavy and silky, even though it was really dry and dusty. He was tall and slender, broad shouldered and backed. I felt as I secretly peered from above the giant rock that sheltered me, HIS eyes were on his back looking at me. Just then HE stopped walking and halted at the exit of the cave. The others were ranting and raving with much enthusiasm. HE stopped and turned HIS head toward my direction and smiled secretly back at me. He knew I was there. He didn't see me, yet HE knew I was there.

I felt exposed, slashed open, yet I came clean. I was welcomed. No need to hide. He

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