Young Darkcloud

Leaning against the railing she looks over at me almost smiling, looking unsure, but strangley happy not unlike the mood created by an opium high or a manic moment. As I approach she comes up the steps a little like she wants to meet me. I put on my sour grownup face and walk by ignoring her. I can see something is not right. The energy all about her is all wrong. She slinks back down the stairs to await for her bus making eye contact with me one last quick moment. I'm around the corner and out of sight. Back into the building and onto the elevator I go back to warm quiet safety. Everyone is sleeping here. I can't stop thinking about her.
Its late in the evening as I make my way to the river where my medicine wheel sits. As I walk along the path I am startled by movement across from me. I squint into the darkness and see its a deer. No, its two....three deer. Three deer looking at me. The first bows its head to me and walks on. The second follows suit and then the third. I feel like woodland royalty. Elated. I watch them go until they are out of site and even then I stand my ground relishing the few moments that just passed. Finally, I make way to the medicine wheel and go into a meditation. I feel energized and peaceful. I climb back up the bank and follow the path out to the building grounds. At the border there she is. She's taking a late night walk of her own. Yound Darkcloud swimming in wavering energy. This time we greet one another and she seems surprised that I say hello. We then go our seperate ways and I begin to wonder why/who she is. I can't stop thinking about her. Why such a dark cloud? Are you all alone? Did something happen to you? Why can't I stop thinking about you?
Out I go again to walk the dog for the last time of the day. We walk around the building and as we come around the last corner we cross ther road to allow a neighbour and her old grouchy dog to procede. I walk around the bushes and back across the road past a taxi waiting for a fare. I open the front door to the building and there she is coming towards me with flowers in her hair wearing a trench coat. Some of the dress/evening gown sneaks out from under the trench coat and blinds me in a tacky mesmerizing floral pattern. I open the door for her and say hello and study her too painted face. She returns a hello but looks away as if shamed for some reason or maybe its disdain for me being a man. I don't know. I don't turn to see. I walk into the elevator she just departed. It smells of lavendar and earth and it brings me to her. Where are you going young Darkcloud? Out on a call? Is that your little secret? Is that why your soul is wavering so? Will you return with those flowers in your hair? Why do I care?