a gift..an article

a gift for my special day... 30th of April, 2009
from one unexpected afternoon trekking from datal safang... 29th of April
an article..

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(sherwin a. villano)

in the middle of the afternoon we started to walk with the rest of the group still packing-up.. with someone way ahead of us...and then... there was nobody...suddenly... we were alone...with the snaking trail in front of us. it looked like a path to nowhere, an endless path to nowhere. We thought there's only one trail, there's no way were going to get lost and we if we do get lost, so what? we're together..

on we walked...

above the mountains... mound of dark clouds took hold of the sky..dimming the light of the sun. And in awe i started feeling as if i'm in a twilight zone..it's past high noon but i have this feeling that we were walking in a state of morning... frozen in time...that time in morning, moments before the sun peeks at the world...

time working in erratic order...we're together...

we were walking for almost an hour when the rain started to fall through the leaves of murmuring trees. the rain soaked us wet...covering our tired bodies refreshed...quenching our thirsty spirits high...

i never walked in the rain for years and i've done it again - this time... with my significant other...the rain made me feeling nostalgic and romantic, we kissed for the first time, tasting the rain in our lips, with the pouring rain and cool wind whispering, the thin air gasping and veils of thin fogs around us, i was feeling nostalgic and hopelessly romantic. i wanted to devour you at that moment.

we kissed again and again just to taste the rain together...

the sun was clearing up and the rain was just a drizzle when we reached the bend with the small waterfalls. under the canopy of leaves with the drizzling rain dripping on us, we kissed again.

on with our walked...the water was perpetually falling, rolling on the rocky slope of the mountain. it was good.

when we reached the huge rock solidly sitting at the side of the trail, a rock as big as our small house, up we climbed but have settled for the smaller rock. we never saw the city, instead, we were graced with the sea of thin clouds covering the foot of the mountains and the plains below. we took pictures for posterity and communed with the spirits of the earth for a moment. we stood over the sitting rock taking it all in... the long walk, the kisses, the rain, the trail through the side of the mountains, the forest of thin air... we gasped it all in one big breath.

we were still craving but so contented and i am happy that we were together.

the sun was up finally and we were still walking taking pictures when the rest of the group reached us and into the truck we rode and join with the group hearing them of the plight they've been to riding the vehicle in one of the difficult bend where we just passed, posed and took some pictures but we will never know for sure what sort of dread the others have felt at that sharp bend.we were just a happy couple going home with our own little long walk in our contented hearts..