Huron Memory

It started out simple enough, just a classic stroll along a beach, your sneakers getting snagged in March snow left along the trail heading to the lake known by the French as the "Fresh Water Sea". I had never touched the water of this lake and simply yearned to touch it. Pick up a few ounces of its 23,000 sq miles and let its icy liquid coldness escape between my fingers for the first time. I don't understand my desires I simply yearn to fulfill them. Like my desire for you…it's in the analysis of my desire that I get confused not in the fulfillment of it.
And as we strolled along in the dead calm of that evening we stopped and listened for a second and heard that the lake that appeared frozen in winter still was erupting and alive. The ice moving and shifting a phenomenon we were suddenly tuned in to, the subtle breathing of millions of gallons of water yearning to be set free from the binds of its winter constraints. The ice like dominos would break, creak and fracture in an endless melody of evolving sound; no doubt yearning to be warm and dance in the summer among children's feet and bring the gift of life to so many creatures that only the creator knows the exact number.
As we approached the clear running stream feeding the lake as it has for millions of years, they appeared. Two geese disturbed by our approach lofted from the stream and landed 100 yards away in one of the few water holes in an endless sea of ice. How wonderful that this couple, mated for life, joined another couple near this ice covered lake. I revealed this to you, that they were joined for life, and as I did a flock of geese flew overhead and I thought for sure the couple would lift themselves from the cold waters and join their fellow geese in flight, but they didn't, they stayed together. Comfortable with the peace and security of just each other knowing that neither would act alone, knowing that their journey was shared by the pair of them and not influenced by their kind flying just above. Knowing instinctively, that they, first and foremost, were bound to each other bound for eternity as God ordained in these simple creatures.
We left them in peace to simply be in the presence of each other only, blessed to sense and know the ability to communicate in only two ways, in presence and in spirit. How fortunate that we can speak, but in you I find and need no more than that simple couple; mated for life, surrounded in peace and simply yearning to be bound to each other. Not in the midst of analysis just the midst of the heart and spirit that reveals the truth of our union and has nothing to do with the mind. What a precious simple understanding of our love… I bask in its simplicity taught to me by two of God's simple creatures lying gently together on what the French once called The Fresh Water Sea.