morning

today, i wake and it smells like morning.

and trust me, when i say it smells like morning, it is a precious thing.

morning smells of hope, of new beginnings and fresh opportunities at life. morning smells like a walk down a narrow, forested path in a chilly country: i lift up my eyes and breathe deeply; the weight of towering pine trees crash through my chest; great golden rays of light peek through needle-thin leaves that eventually bathe all i see in a glorious glow. I am living in the now. Time could roll to stop and I would never in a million years have a word to say against it. 

morning smells like 4 hour road trips to nowhere in particular. I am at the back seat of our family ride once again and John Mayer sings me my favourite song over and over and over and over. The morning light pours it's love on me by falling beautifully on my lap. I grab my camera and suddenly I am lost, in the most beautiful way possible, capturing a moment that will probably not be as breath-taking days, months or years from now- but it is now, in this perfect moment. And that's all that matters. 

morning smells like waking up next to you, whoever you will be. It smells like dancing on kitchen tables and crashing into your arms. It feels like aching sides from laughing too damn hard at your jokes; like writing my favourite verses on your skin and yours, on mine. It is the sound of soft pattering rain on our window and the warmth of your forever hugs. Morning feels like dried tears on my cheek and your chest to crumble into. 

Mornings are now-moments. Mornings are music videos to my favourite songs. They are moments that define what I love and who I am. I do it no justice by describing it as a smell because it really is as much of hearing, seeing and physically feeling. It is an experience. I suppose this is the most I can manage. So these days, I am experiencing mornings and they bring so much light into my soul. It is as though the sparkle of my past experiences and the hope of all that is to come have converged and culminated into this. It is a beautiful thing and I am basking in all of it- until it wears off and comes to visit again.