The early sun was just coming up.
The trees swayed softly to the cool breeze. I walked on in the garden. I was happy but I was looking for something or someone. I didn’t stop.
I moved towards a small cottage.
And there he was sitting; he looked like he was waiting for someone too.
He saw me and smiled.
He stood up and stretched out his hands. They beckoned me to come. I ran ! Into his arms.
The hands of my Beloved..
“My sweetheart!” He said softly as I smiled.