Touch-I am not alone

Touch-I am not Alone

I soak in the crisp, sweet breeze whom gently tugs on my hair, begging me to run with it and dance in the sunset. There is magic in the brush strokes of heavenly landscape; the colors so vivid and true it I almost imagine it is breathing, and I can almost catch the quiet whispers from its little voice praising and worship the Master to whom all glory and honor belong. Every where around me I see the evidence that fairy dust was sprinkled; the weeping willow sways in the gentle breeze and I imagine if fairies where real they would be singing and swinging from the graceful vines with their angelic voices raised heavenward and it would be a song that all of the world could sing along with. The birds and bees would join the chorus, and even the mute and deaf would add noise to the beautiful orchestra. I sit here in awe at these breathe taking images; everything around me lit up and glowing as if by angel light. Everything is so lovely, that I feel I cannot sit another moment without the company of a friend or a loved one. 

Rising I search for a dear one to share the lovely evening with. Yet everywhere I turn and to every person I speak with, there is a duty which they need to preform, some responsibility which keeps them from joining me. From person to person I walk, longing just for a moment with them. But every where I go I am turned away. I cannot talk to them, I cannot touch them. I slowly return to my seat overlooking the magnificent view before me. Yet the magical enchantment which captured my heart just moments ago fades away and I am left looking out into empty space. 

Why does it feel so often that when I am finally free to be with people, to love and give my full attention to the dear ones of my heart, they are not free to be with me? Must this be such a lonely road? Yet, when I say I am lonely, I don't mean that I am alone, I mean that there is place missing inside of me somewhere. I will never be alone, but I can feel lonely when these people I love so dearly are so far away and at times so unreachable; when it feels like I can't touch them, and they can't touch me. What I need in these moments, is to reach out and touch the heart of God and allow Him to touch mine.