The Twinkling

There is a tie that binds that is as quiet as the heavens and deep as Eden.  You experience it when all your family is sitting around, sunburned and tanned, all washed fully in The Great Tennessee, well-fed, evening full-on, and the conversation has begun.  Rekindled memories, exploits, deeply held faith experiences, and new adventures are shared.  And the laughter, the holding of everyone close enough that none of us can take ourselves seriously but seriously tighten the knot of love we have for each other.  And then it comes, your lover looks at you and you at her, the sound fades, the brain quietens and the heart begins its quiet melody that only her and you can hear, the tune goes something like this; “look at what we have done these 36 years, the treasures of love that transcends our own lives.  God, oh God, how our imagination would never have imagined, what glory of Yours You share with us.”  And you are winged into the hills and mountains, and into the heavens, and into the Great Beyond, and there it is, The Tie That Binds, The Quiet, Eden, and you are, in a twinkling, aware, HE IS.