1 ReUnion

And it was so, in front of the Yellow House train as it moved from the south to wherever it's tracks led, amidst the tall grasses that swayed to the wind, she stood there looking at me waiting till she was sure I recognized her, to be sure I remembered her enough to call out her name.

To bring her from the past where I supposedly held her with love like I had loved no one before and from a time when I promised her I would always come back.

But my mind took moments for itself and still it was not enough because it was until minutes or so, I could only call her name.

"Joiness!" My mouth blurted out, much more to my surprise when she moved than it was to my happiness, which came when she began to run towards me.

"It has been forever," She shouted, "I have waited for this moment forever."

I caught her as she jumped at me and accepted her kiss. Her lips brought me back to my childhood for a reason I could associate with a feeling of comfort and home. As our lips intertwined and our tongues fought for supremacy, to devour each other, to say which one missed the other the most, to reclaim space and make a claim that no other lips would forever meet up to.

She felt like home even though I had almost no idea why.

"Where have you been? And why has it taken you forever to come back to me?"

I was not sure what answer would satisfy her neither did I know what the answer was to that question. And so I asked, "Does it matter? When we are now finally together?"

I rubbed the curve of her back and felt the familiarity of her breast pressed on me. It was as if we were embracing to cover for years. Years I do not know how long they were but years I knew to be long.

I missed her; my whole body and soul missed this woman who I came to this spot for and had walked miles and paths to get to.

In my journey here, I paused many times, wanting to turn back towards some place I was sure of in my mind; A place I had vague memories of, memories of having spent a long while. But I was neither sure of where I came from nor where I was going.

Deep in my heart it felt that I had to keep going because what was calling on to me seemed a comfort far more pleasurable than I had known where I was coming from.

"The grasses are the same as when you left." She was searching my face, and maybe was seeking to bring my thoughts back to her. "Look, the trees bear fruit. Everything looks as they did when you took off for your father."

"My father?"

My father?, Who was I?, What is this?, I have people I have no memory of? What happened to me?

"Come. My mother has always been expecting you." She took my hand from her back and I closed my eyes when her hair flew across my face, "She told me you would not forget me."

She laughed and hopped for a bit, leading me into thick bush.

"I was worried. You don't know what a girl feels when you decide your father's blessings must come before your marriage. A father I've never seen."

She hasn't seen him. And I met him? And I'm back?

"But you are back," her hopping became more like dancing, one hand leading mine, the other parting green, "We'll be together now."

She made me feel happy and I knew that I had seen her smile a million times. I felt happy that I made her smile. I made her happy. And I was here with her, in this time where we are the only reasons for the happiness and joy that flood through our hearts.

This is enough.

Whoever I was and wherever she led me, some village far in the bush, I felt enough like my questions did not need answering. My curiosity did not need solutions at this moment.

Even as I was bare, lost somewhere in the wide space of consciousness, my head blank in knowledge of my identity and my heart blank of those who loved me in the past and those out there who cared for me; At this moment my being was filled with happiness and love, as she led me, taking me to a place that would become my home or maybe, could be, some habitat for danger.

But I was at peace and though, with the rough way the leaves, as we walked around them, brushed me and the floating of her dress in the air kept me aware of all that was happening, I was lost in and yet ignorant of the meaning of the thousands of streams in my mind.

I was confused but satisfied. My questions, useless and conversations would do no good. I was in this moment and here with her, I was who I always wanted to be.