Heron Lake Plateau Waiting For An Answer Back

She came at him with questions much deeper than he'd expected, and in this, he was reminded that he was still a boy, and she, a woman, despite the youth in her voice. But still, he felt compelled by her and drawn to her. So what if the odds stacked against him? He'd faced larger ones in life than this, and he thought that perhaps, away from his brothers and men more imposing, even he could impress her.

He answered, "I was born in the springtime, in the heart of a maze, and travelled in summer to a canyon ablaze. But I’ve hardly had time to take root of my own, driven from hearth and driven from home. How can I say where a flower should settle? Where she should plant, and give growth to new petals? And how can I say just what brought you to me? But this do I know, you have made me happy," a pause, "and maybe this is teaching enough."