Surprises (The Third)

Maybe one of the true beauties of life is the unexpected, how it lurks and just attacks when  it couldn't possibly have seemed further away. The glory of something lovely just snapping at our heels, grabbing our attention and saving our souls again. Always a woman, always magic comes to find those. Those who know of it's intentions. Winter warmth arrives like arrows from over a wall, stright through the skin, making a mark. Love, in shapes and numbers that we cannot fathom. Thank you for keeping me on my toes, thank you for keeping me alive.