There was something surreal about her sitting across from me. Her captivating beauty would inspire anyone who wished to live life all over again, yet her delicate eyes passed on the inaccessible depths which influenced one to lose faith in carrying on with life itself. The acknowledgement humbled me that she would never honestly really be mine or anyone's for that matter; regardless of how intimate we grew. 'I need to know what goes on in your mind,' I at long last found the words, 'and feel what's in your heart.' She gazed toward me in profound stillness; with a genuine smile asked, 'Are you sure you are up to it?' 'Indeed… I am a bit of an adventurer. My travels are long and entertaining. Sometimes, wicked, but nothing I cant handle.' 'Well, I have been as far as the heart,' she stood up, 'however, my mind is still in very uncharted territory.' My eyes strayed down to her palms laying on the table. She had delightful slender fingers, delegated by splendidly shaped, unpainted nails. 'Wasn't it the mind that is discovered first?' I kept taking a gander at those fingers. 'That is a man's way; the warrior tackles the struggles.' 'I simply need to explore, and absorb.' I kindly requested. 'Which one would you wander into first?' She looked upward once more. 'Your mind obviously. After that, I would soak up what is in the heart.' She sat quietly for a minute, at that point her hands ascended from the table and covered my eyes. I could feel their warmth bit by bit seep in. 'I'll give you two winks, each eye, one for the brain, one for the heart. A minute longer and you may get lost...never to return.' She stopped and afterwards her hand gradually let my eyes free. I missed the captivation under her warm palms and delicate fingers. On her first wink, time stood still. The power of buffeting storms startled me. With no cover in sight, the shrieking winds flung me far into the recesses of her mind. How could a woman with such a tranquil presence, the bearer of those delicate hands, have such disturbance inside her psyche!! My own thoughts screamed. What are those approaching shadows, this flying debris jetting all around me?? I ducked as a hailstorm zoomed pass my head. I thought back and remembered it as an injury which had once caused her great pain and lingering anguish. A spark lit up the skies; she had finished university. From the shadows afar, a soft giggle resounded; she had reunited with a lover after that intense fight. I saw two conflicting strands of rationale quarrel among themselves as they blew past me. That angry mayhem in the corner was the bitter experience of experiencing her divorce. This earth-shaking battle was the death of her dearest friend. My thoughts developed as bewildered as her mind was riotous. Anyway, in the midst of this commotion, what pacified it all? What kept these savagely different pieces together? How might one make sense of these contending stimulants? 'See what I mean? That is the reason I rarely venture into my mind.' Her voice echoed from aeons before the beginning of time. In any case, time had stopped to exist. The wink was eternity itself. It was time to leave. Her second wink drove me into the openings of her heart. I braced myself for the experience. Nevertheless, this was a more profound place, without the bustle I included experienced inside the mind. A home where agony and delight delt in consoling harmony. I saw a hall where the psyche comforted the mind. I wandered into a tiny room where her heartbreak was calmed by the balm of time. In the bedroom, some of her inculcated values assembled around the rebellious impulses to lie still. I could see logic hurl its arms in irritation when her feelings quietly locked it inside a room. I found an empty seat, so similar to those empty voids in her heart, and sat down. I thought about whether I had enough time before the wink was over, and acknowledged it no longer mattered. I could have remained here for eternity. She was right in going by her heart and staying away from her mind. It was here that the solution lay. While logic, sanity, and sensibilities battled their endless fights, it was the heart that consumed everything, keeping the pieces together. She has discovered peace within herself. I felt her palm cover my eyes once more. I cherished those warm, delightful fingers as they twisted towards my temples. At the point when did I get back? Two winks were awfully too short of time! I have quite a lot more to explore, to learn and to absorb! 'Can you please give me some additional time?' I whispered with my eyes shut. 'There can't be another opportunity. You do the best in the given time.' She delicately pulled her hand away. I kept my eyes shut, afraid of losing the delicate moments. My desire to see no longer existed. My vision developed independently of the visual perception. I put my elbows on the table and gently laid my chin on my clasped hands. I could feel her over the table, the gentle grin scarcely extended her sensitive lips. I knew her eyes would take a gander at me, as a lovers' would. 'When you let me in...,'my words reverberated in that enlightened blackout, '...weren't you concerned I would find a lot of what you intended to hide?' 'You are an adventurer, a passer-by... not a conqueror.' Despite everything, I did not have a desire to open my eyes. 'Who really are you?' She smiled, 'Life, itself.'