Star Light, Star Bright

"This is where I watch for meteors," she said softly as they moved together into the late-summer evening.  Stars to infinity were visible and the world seemed upside down as the man leaned back to gaze, trying to still the scene.  Absorbing every detail.

"Do you see any?" he asked without moving.

"Oh, I've seen meteors...and I've seen lots of other things," she whispered, in tune with the moment and the beauty of it all and very aware that her answer would lead to more questions.  He turned with a smile and encouraged her, wanting to hear more.

"I saw a shooting star one night and as I watched, it split apart and two shooting stars continued on for a few seconds.  One of the most extraordinary things I've ever seen," she said, her eyes now closed.  "I was all alone.  I took it as a good sign."

The woman shivered not from the cool night air but from wonder.

"And did it turn out to be good fortune?" he asked, turning closer to her as they stood on the gravel path.  Under the stars.  Breathing together on a timeless summer night.

"Yes, it did," she smiled as she pulled him close at the very instant he leaned in.  "Very good fortune."

"The thing we tell of can never be found by seeking, yet only seekers find it."

 - Bayazid al-Bistami

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