Flying In My Susana Star. A Short Story.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
I'm soaring the skies in my Susana Star. The wind is cutting threw the clouds to bounce me all around in the sky blue Heavens.
Round the mountain peaks , and down below are the threatening hard sharp rocks and edges that would challenge the heart of me as I accelerate to the clouds, and to the limits of Heaven above.
It was my dream to fly so high and to feel the zest of freedom in the most delightful ways that would test the courage of men, or calamity driven women.
The tests of my life are before me in my Piper cub , my tiny air ship that lifts me to joys unknown yet threatening to my utter life .
Being alone is my usual calling , but that will change soon. Flying alone was my destiny as I felt the coming of larks, and angels on their way to greet me to another junction, but then I fell in love.
With little fuel, and too far to go, I had to calmly redefine in my mind how I would land on the Rocky mountains below to pick up my Journey Girl, my mountain Lilly, my dearest love of my needy tender heart as she awaits the first ride into Heaven with me in our soon to be Piper Cub.
Thus I have landed in a short but rocky field as my Journey Girl runs as fast as her pounding heart can stand it ,and she cries for me to take her away like I am some grand and armoured knight of Camelot.
With all our love , we hug and embrace and kiss somewhere in a paradise so sweet and deep and beautiful in a non restrained and wonderful passion. In all my heart she brings me insightful glorious quests for remarkable worlds unknown.
Now into my arms she melts, and with little fuel we fly away higher and higher like in a jet in our cub to reach a trinity made by God.
And so it was that we flew to our Heaven somewhere to a pure and wonderful place where we found a mentor with a good book to bring us together in Holy Wonder.
My delightful Journey Girl became my life's mate, the love of my life, all the woman I would ever need to cherish and adore until my heart beats no more.
She loves me she does, as we sore the Heavens in our Piper Cub. What pleasure it is with a cuddling arm to secure me as I throttle up above the mountain peaks beyond the great and profound beauties of color and natural born wonders.
To breath, and to joy the visions of eagles born in new freshly cracked eggs as they chirp and complain for the nutritional values and zests of delicious fine morsel meals brought to them to their nest by a proud formidable winged mother bald eagle.
The comfortable matter of life and living in the challenges of existence is what my Journey Girl and I simply seek.
And there it is where we land on solid ground in a new reality where I will work, and she will keep house, and where children will be born, and will grow, and go to school, and then will flourish like roses, and kind gentlemen until they fall in love.
God Bless Everyone.