I Am Left Believing

There are these moments, these fleeting moments where I stand close beside her; this woman I have yet to meet. I smell her hair, I feel her breath; her heart is so near to mine that I feel the reverberations of it emanating from her aura.

Within those moments that last only seconds, I feel safe and love and joy. Within these moments, I am sure and faithful in her existence and in our meeting; doubt does not exist. 

These fleeting moments feel like home—so comforting and real.

And then...it ends...

But I'm left believing.


Erika L. Ganier