The light bounces off the white windowsills.
She watches it dart across the park, encompassing the leafy greenness in a soft glow, landing gently on her pale skin as she sips her black coffee on the balcony.
Important things have always happened here.
For an eternity this has been a place of refuge, a place to call home, this very spot. And he is here, the one who holds her heart so firmly and without protest. A dark clad figure that in so many ways remain the centre of her world; bringing her to her knees and elevating her at the same time. An unconditional love, the purest she has ever known, reminding her that there is life despite grief, despite sorrow, despite loss and that beauty remains even in a world that has been tainted beyond repair.
They sit in silence, embracing the golden morning side by side. For a moment forgetting about the minutia, the trivia of life; the only focus being that soft bouncing light and the sunbeam, caressing their separate thoughts that need no words spoken.
