I WAS happiness itself, I WAS pure rapture! I did not look at the beauty of the night, the sky, the marvelous melting shadow.

I was PART of it all, one with it.

Nothing held me nothing! The beauty of the night, the light, the air WERE what I was, and I was only thrilling ecstasy and wonder at the rapture of it." I stopped and covered my face with my hands, and tears wet my fingers.
"Oh, I cannot make it real! I was only there such a short, short time.
Even if you had been with me I could not have found words for it, even then.

It was such a short time.

I only stood and lifted my face and felt the joy of it, the pure marvel of joy.