Along the edges of this property, past the ruins where a priest was buried in a tomb of Jade, stands a tree that reminded me of a love that transcends time and space. Its shadow eclipsing the small pond, a palm tree stands in the all-consuming embrace of a Banyan tree, and the ruins of the Mayan people who lived here centuries before faded. My Beloved had found a new way to remind me of his love.
The Dragonfly’s Student
The Dragonfly's Student 