The Stranger..........?

There came a beginning, when, "She" that is the Stranger came upon the "POND"

Just then, the Summer breeze came blowing across the "POND" The Breeze lingered there, simply to touch the hair of "She" that is the Stranger. "She who is the Stranger knew that she was meant to walk on, to live "Her" life. "Her question was a simple one, When?

"She" knew that the breeze was asking her to walk on together. "She" who is the Stranger, thought it has been a long time, a very long time, or had there never been a time. And the breeze whispered to her that she didn't need a reason. It was then that "She" who is the Stranger, realized that she knew this place and would stay through all of, this beginning. "She" who is the Stranger, felt her life and wanted to see the warm light as it was dancing in the "POND". For surely this was life as she had dreamed of, both by day and night.

"She" who is the Stranger asked, was this to be another new beginning. It feels so right, am I of this place?

The "POND", the summers breeze, the warm light, had always been there. always in Her dreams. And "She" who is the Stranger is happy. And more; "She" who is the Stranger saw in the blue sky, the kites sailing, the birds flying, even the stars shining. For you see, "She" is of this place.

This beginning, was her place, beneath the sky of blue.

Softer then the summers breeze, within the ripples of recognition the "Pond", "She"remembered that "She" had forgotten so many things. And for a moment "She" worried about the Autumn and Winter winds. The beginnings have always come and the days still go on. And "She" that is the Stranger remembered what the "POND" had taught "her" each bird sings it's own song and it just doesn't get any better then the breeze that blows across the "POND" under the sky of blue.

We of the "POND" are a part of you. 

It was then, that "She" who is the Stranger, smiled and closed her eyes, only to see The Moon in the "POND", the Dream Weaver, the warm Summers breeze and to hear the "POND" say to "Her" welcome back, We have all been waiting for youto return. And "She" that  was the Stranger, laughed and said, this, is MY PLACE, and then knew that "She"..........WAS, No longer, the Stranger, and that, "She" was home.

And the "POND" asked "She" that had been the Stranger, so tell us of your journey, for we want to, remember, with you. Tell us of the friends, the places, the journey. "She" had forgotten about those things and now "She" remembered, simply because the "POND" reminded her that she did not have to live in the past only the now. That is the true beauty of a "BEGINNING".

"She" smiled and walked upon the breeze, for "She" was Happy and a Stranger no more.  

This was "Her" Place. And for the first time, not only in,

 "Her" Dreams