Flight Deserted

For years I have traveled around the world. Places have inspired and thrilled me with their sights, smells, sounds, and tastes. If it’s sitting in a church pew watching people kneel and then sit to worship, lying on the warm sandy beaches listening to waves grace the dry sand with its presence, or walking down a street your feet have not before touched, even people laughing as they pass others along the boulevard. A bench that has just been warmed by the summer sun, calling for you to take the weight off your feet, passing a cigar shop with the sent wafting through the windows and around your body, sitting at a café listening to the sounds of people passing by, the turning of news papers and book pages with aromas of moist air and coffee freshly brewing, the heat as coffee glides down your trembling throught begging to be warmed. This is what I see, smell, hear, and taste while away from the world I grew up in. So for the remaining time I have till I am entwined in the pleasures of these experiences once more I shall close my eyes and imagine all of you there with me. I will brace my eyes shut for as long as it takes, till we are at peace with all that is around us. If my flight does not come I shall not be sad but happy that I can share with you the images of this destination postponed.