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March 04, 2006
the lake
the stranger awoke as the sun was still rising. his body was wet with dew from the thick patch of grass he chose to bed down on the night before. at the edge of exhaustion, too spent to pull out his bedroll, he had simply stripped himself in the warm night air and collapsed onto the comforting earth.
the birds had broken his slumber. birds native to the foreign land he had been crossing for weeks now.
bright colors indicating their gender, they swooped back and forth on the ridge overlooking the lake below that had reflected the full moon the night before, bidding the stranger to take rest in its tranquility.
their mating calls were sharp and pleasing to the ear.
he could not remember a better way to greet a new morning.
"this is beautiful" he spoke to no one and thought to himself.
how much farther would this journey take him? would he find what hoped to?
today there was no way to know.
he watched as the avian pairs continued their arial foreplay, unaware that their pulsing, careening rhythms were a dance worthy of any creatures observance. enough to warm a cold heart and perhaps even long dormant loins.
such were the mating rituals of these feathery beasts previously unknown to him.
mesmerized, he recalled he hadn't seen anything like it in all his wandering.
he leaned forward over the bluff to watch another pair in the chase of love.
the male dove sharply into the cool lake below, disappearing for a moment before bursting into the air again to the visible delight of his partner. she twirled higher in the air and called out to him.
"must all males show off?" he spoke to the birds this time, "i suppose it is natures way. it has been so long i don't think i would even remember how."
though he knew he had it in him if the time ever came again.
for now, he was content to be a lone traveler. his mind had become clearer the longer he had been gone. he felt his sense of self growing, filling him with the acceptance he had denied himself for so long.
he noticed the wind, and how the birds were using it to their advantage.
he stood up and walked naked to the edge overlooking the water.
as he gazed mindfully over the immaculate purity before him, another gust shot up from the lake. he felt natures strength against his limbs.
was it true? didn't it feel like he might be able to catch upon this wind and rise?
maybe.
his mind had calmed itself enough to feel the vibrations of the earth and the secret curvature of the winds.
stepping back from the edge of the bluff, he held his arms aloft and felt the energy rushing all around. the water was not that far below, and surely it would be deep enough.
a few more steps back and another gust.
he jumped straight into the air and caught it.
it lurched him forward like a bull from the gate as
he balanced himself on it like a wave as it carried him.
strange all these years he had never realized.
sailing over the ground, he quickly found another current that pulled him higher.
could it always have been this easy? to understand the winds enough to grab hold and move with them instead of against? better not to over think it just now.
leaning forward, he glided horizontally past the bluff, out and over the cool water.
he chased the sun's reflection over the glassy surface of the lake.
it was so calm. how could this wind holding him aloft not be causing ripples?
his questions ceased as he realized again what he had acheived.
keeping his mind clear, he raced over the water, feeling the air against his nudity.
could he have done it with his clothes on?
again he pushed questioning out and gave himself to the moment.
soaring over the ocean, catching another rush of air, he shot straight up, admiring the bluff where he had just been.
a much nicer view these birds have.
settling into a breeze, he began to fly low over the lake.
he dropped lower and lower until he felt himself skimming the surface.
he began to swell, deeper into the water, slowing his momentum slightly.
blood rushing, that old feeling returning to him, literally washed away by something new. continuing his trajectory, ecstatic with discovery, he centered himself as he rushed across the lake, arms spread wide as the smile on his face.
the tumescent joy he had not felt in so long was returning.
the waves of pleasure pushed thought further from his brain. intensity gripped him, every nerve pulsing with the same sensation.
how long he skimmed that lake with his manhood he would never know, it was insignificant.
in a rush of elation, he released himself from the cool water's grip and shot high into the air, a new being. dawn still fading in his ears.
when he awoke, the alarm was screaming at him. he felt that familiar sensation below and remembered the moments before. he smiled to himself and sighed.
he would need to change the sheets soon.
Posted by goldengram at March 4, 2006 03:35 PM