that creates the yearning in me to read a book while visiting my secret place in the dawn hours to get away....
to breathe easier. to let the wind caress my hair and my cares away. to suddenly feel whole again, not broken from the stress of the previous five days, full of thinking, analyzing and who knows what else.
just a time to suck in nature, god's creation, and here him whisper in my ears with the special music of the silence and the water as they hit the rocks.
fridays are powerful, they awaken desires beyond this world, desires of peace and calm that i can only reach by getting away from the capitalist mentality of our roads and gated homes.
fridays call me to breathe, to elope with the solace of loliness and a book. a journal. and a cup of tea.
fridays free me to be, to seek a fresh start to another week.