The cabin

It's a quiet evening as the sun settles over the mountains on the other side of the lake. A few birds bid us good-night as the sky turns from fiery golden to the palest of rose, delicate and fragile. The lake mirrors the sky, adding magic to the moment as I snuggle against your arms and settle closer to you. The dew falls on our feet which aren't covered by the blanket.

As the hue of the sky turns darker to indigo, I see the first stars peek down at us. Venus, the planet of femininity and motherhood stands proud over the tallest peak. Challenging us, daring us to doubt her strength. Behind me I know Mars rises, shaded by the cabin which shields us from the light wind of the evening.

From the fireplace inside a golden fire floats through the door frame, casting long shadows on the porch where we lie. You push against the deck, making the hammock rock in rhythm with our breath.

No words are spoken, together we share this special moment as the day ends and its events pass out of the horizon. Now is only the moment of you and I. Togetherness in comfort that needs no explanation.

A half moon peeks over the roof competing with the dew for our attention. The summer night feels warm, with a refreshing breath of coolness that prepares us for sleep.

But not yet. First it is us. Silent together, close, almost merged into one being in love. The demands of the day are beyond us and our children safely asleep inside. This is our moment, when we can be us without distractions, when we can be the couple in love, the lovers, the life-partners, those bound together by soul, heart and body. When we do not hold the roles of the day, of our mission and purposes. When we're allowed to just be us, together, in unison.

Faint, as only the summer night will allow, the first northern lights begin to dance before our eyes. The sky is dark now, twilight has passed, but still a glow shines over the horizon. The sun still plays his game and lights our world, however faintly it is this night. He cannot outshine the aurora reflected in the lake and the stars and moon overhead.

Such a beautiful evening, and perfect in the  moment as I feel your warm skin against me. We'll make love this night, under the beautiful sky. A love so tender that only a mother's love for her newborn can compare.

For now though, we sit together in the hammock, slowly rocking as silence settles around us and bring our minds a quiet peace.