Again, Sarah was moved, obsessed, reaching out, entwined. Next to her open window, moonlight covered them us as they climbed higher; the peak ever closer, closing in; all the right switches connected. And in that moment, she found it, or what she believed it to be: Love! It embraced her in brilliant colors and strengthened her raison d’être. It shattered the darkness of doubt deep within her. Like a new day dawn filling a long night’s sky, life became love.
Only for a moment until the moment was gone.
And in her return to lonely singleness she started over again.