The Most Amazing Human Being

He was humble. Simply cute. Wearing only one fragrance. His own. Subtle seduction. Natural impact. He had something special. He knew his worth. He valued gold. No need to brag about it. He did not need to attract millions of female hearts longing for his attention. Trying to win him over. He practiced faith. He waited for the right one to cross his path. He felt good. In his skin. Sweet silk.

She had beautiful long hair. Thick. Shining quality. It was spread all over her white pillow. Her legs playing hide and seek with the sheets. She was dreaming. Her smile appeared. Lips curling softly. In her imagination she was walking along the ocean. From a distance she saw him. Cute. Strong. Perfect. To her. All she ever wanted. She heard the water running. She always loved that sound. Pure. Delicious. Nature loving her.

The wind was overwhelming. Showing its power. The ocean waves greeted her. Still morning. He was sitting on a rock. Staring into the water. Deep cool water. Blue. So blue. He was thinking. He had to make a decision. She watched him in silence. He was so beautiful. The way he sat there. A serious expression on his face. What ifs running through his mind. The wind touched his cheeks gently. Comforting him. Brave.

The feather of a bird fell down the sky. A present from heaven. Sender unknown. She could catch it. It was still warm. A sign? He crossed his arms. Moving his feet. A habit since childhood when he had to move forward in his life. Time to find the answers. Her hair was blown in all directions. The wind just loved it. The feather had a special quality. It pushed and pulled her towards him.

She had the courage to come nearer. Not afraid of the new. Her heart was beating faster. His heart rhythm noticed a vibration that was different. Their heart rhythms melted. They were not aware of it yet. His shouders felt lighter now. The wind lost force. The waves turned into gentle movements. He felt calm. There was something in the air. A calling. It felt right. Soul good. His fingers were a little bit cold. He put them under his legs.

Something touching his hands. A feather. Still somewhat warm. He looked at it. It gave his thoughts wings. He felt relieved. Just like that. The clouds presented the solution. He would follow his heart. Intelligence of the heart is the strongest source. Heart based decisions always lead to more happiness. He had experience in following that journey. He was not afraid to do it one more time.

She had disappeared from the scene. Too cold. She went back to her warm environment. Left her signature on the feather.  Direct link to his heart. She slept deeply. Felt convinced. Her intuition at work. When she woke up, she stretched her legs first. Right in that moment he stretched his legs as well. To continue his path. From that moment on they were walking in each other's direction. Still not conscious about that.

Long ago they signed up for a unique experience. The most amazing human being project. Mirror. Meeting. Souls. They had forgotten it. The universe did not. It arranged all scenes. Setting the meeting in motion. Present.  Magnificent emotions dancing in the sky. Ballerinas. High performers of beauty. They looked like birds. The love button was pushed. One bird was missing a feather. The magic answer. Exactly in the same time their hearts made a wish. Picked up. Gold.

By Liesbeth Leysen