Once upon a time,
In a land not too distant,
Nestled between the whispering woods and the serene sea,
There existed an enchanted glade known only to those who truly loved.
This magical place was said to have the power to deepen life,
Foster gratitude and bind souls in a profound unity.
Tonight,
As you both saddle into the soft embrace of your bed,
Let me take you on a journey to this mystical glade,
A place where every leaf,
Every breeze and every starlight speaks of life.
In this land,
There lived a couple,
Much like yourselves,
Named Delora and Miles.
They shared a beautiful cottage on the edge of the woods,
But as time passed,
The demands of daily life began to dull the sparkle of their once vibrant life.
They spoke less,
Forgot to laugh and the distance between them grew.
One evening,
As they walked silently beside the sea,
They noticed a path they had never seen before,
Winding into the heart of the woods.
Curiosity,
A silent whisperer of fate,
Urged them to follow it.
Hand in hand,
With hesitant steps,
They walked.
The forest seemed to know these two souls needed in some sigh and wisdom.
The trees leaned closer,
The wind sang softly and the path lit by fireflies led them deeper into the woods.
Finally,
They reached the glade,
It was bathed in moonlight and in its center stood an ensigned tree,
Lighter and more majestic than any they had ever seen.
Its leaves shimmered with a golden hue and beneath it,
A crystal clear pollen mirrored the stars above.
Alara and Myles felt a warmth envelop them,
A peace they hadn't known in years.
They sat under the tree and it was as if the tree spoke in a language only their hearts could understand.
It spoke of gratitude,
Of remembering the little things that make your love grow.
A smile,
A gentle word,
A listening ear.
As they listened,
They began to share,
Small appreciations at first,
Then deeper gratitudes.
Alara spoke of how Myles' lather could brighten the darkest day,
Myles shared how Alara's strength was the anchor in his storms.
They spoke of love,
Of dreams and of the journey together.
The tree's magic was gentle but profound.
As they opened their hearts,
The space between them filled with the light of old memories and new hopes.
The air around them sparkled with tiny lights as if the stars themselves had descended to witness this renewal of love.
Hours passed or maybe it was moments,
For the time and the enchanted glade moved differently.
When they finally rose to leave,
It was with lighter hearts and a promised renew than under watchful eyes of the stars.
Alara and Myles never forgot the way back to the glade,
But they found that they didn't need to return often.
The magic of that night stayed within them,
In their home,
In their words and in their touches.
They laughed with deeper gratitude,
With greater appreciation and with a bond that was unbreakable.
Now as you drift closer to sleep,
Imagine your own enchanted glade.
Picture the peace,
The love and the connection that you share.
Let gratitude fill your heart as you remember your own moments of joy and support,
Of challenges overcome together and of love deepened through each shared day.
May your sleep be peaceful,
Your dreams sweet and your love ever growing.
Ignite and let the magic of your love bring you closer with each breath you take together.
