The land was lush and green
Hills undulating in the distance
On the top of one of those mounds
She stood
There she
wearing a dress the color of periwinkle flowers
The wind causing the grass to wave back and forth
Stood looking to and fro
Looking for Ishi
Ishi, he had to be near
Her protector
Her friend
Her love
Who was like this man?
There leading a flock to water
His staff in his hands
His strength unmistakable
My love my dove my undefiled one her husband savors the thought
In his head resonating in his heart
She is mine
He is the only one like Him
humble yet great
Loving and yet a fierce warrior
A leader sure in strength
She runs to him, her bare feet unwavering
Tirelessly closing the distance between them
100 feet, 90, cannot see his features
80, 70 feet 60 His feet flying over the terrain
50, 40, 30 feet Her smile and laughter contageous
Joy blooming leaping bounding over the hill
20, 10 and there he was
She threw herself into His arms
Safe she was safe
He was there
Stroking her hair, embracing her.
"Ishi, Beloved, I belong to you and no one else."
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