He stood there alone, staring at the ocean and seemed to be ecstatic by the sound of waves. I walked along the coast, away from everyone I traveled with and noticed him, this one child and his curios demeanor, his stillness, his calm aura of depth. Also, away from those he traveled with, he too stood by himself, swimming in his thoughts. We walked close enough to notice each others presence but far enough to not seem to know each other. However, I remember how I felt when I stared into the endless horizon just as he did at that moment, at that age. As if wonders of the world filled his thoughts and the unsure meaning of the beauty surrounding him. As if he knew he was meant for something greater. I walked passed him while he watched his feet take steps off the dark bed rocks. He followed my lead yet at the pace of his own stride. I ran, to the edge of this natural bridge beside the Pacific sea and took in a breath of peace, my arms lifting beside me, I have again fallen in love with the simplicity of my own existence, right then and there. This time he watched, and I noticed his stare, full of wonder again and all I could do was smile with hopes that one day he finds someone who dreams as deeply as he does. One day he can stare into the endless horizon again and remember this moment. He smiled. And I, walked away.
Santa Cruz, California
January 2, 2015
