Just zooming along the highway, sun roof open, windows down…
Mesmerized by the fall colors, wind whipping through our hair, singing at the top of our lungs to our favorite tunes…
And the tiniest little leaf just floats through the sun roof, and lands upon my arm…
As if a gift from above…
How amazing, really,
To be in just the exact spot…
At EXACTLY the right time…
At 60+ miles per hour…
On a backroad…
With no plan before you…
That this little leaf…
Breaks free from its tree…
Floats through the breeze…
Meanders its way gently THROUGH my sun roof.
To land upon my arm.
Like
THIS EXACT SPOT,
THIS EXACT MOMENT,
We were meant for each other.
This little leaf of mine.
