Sunday, December 5, 2010

The Horizon Liquefies

Without cooling the fireflies in the air flutter and swirl. In need they return me to a place of peace. Void of animated life, an open view in which I wondered what was there. Somehow this will become common, here I live its pleasurable. The sky and sea become like intertwined fingers. The skies ripple with each wave of my hands. Swiftly, I caught a couple of fireflies flying about into my hands. Ran into the water until it reached my chest. I put my hands in the water and quickly opened them. The fireflies kept still and weary of the new environment. Gently I pushed the current under their wings and watched them scatter in separate directions. I can't look away from the eyes that arose from the watery depths. Pulling at me with unwavering attraction, selfishly demanding all attention. I can't look away from my reflection. Who could love me more than I? Paralysis of will to move or speak. Is that really me? Is this the way I've been all along? What will become of me from here on? The fireflies lift me out of the water and levitate me over the waters surface. Looking at the image this way, it doesn't feel so shallow, theres a great depth to be explored. It's disguising the iceberg hidden in the pitch black night. I drift above the firefly net and head back to the shore. I looked around for a place to make camp. I dug a place in the sand, arranged the leaves, folded clothes as a pillow. I laid down and positioned myself for sleep. A lonely cat approached me steadily appearing from the bushes. I looked and extended my open hand towards it. For a long time we stayed like this, the cat stood cautious of my fatigued stretching arm. "It's hard to bring a conclusion to something we haven't even started, yet giving up halfway leaves regretful thoughts" I said. "So I'll try without defeating myself before it starts and reach out to you" I said to the cat. "With you in my eyes I know what I should do. I'll make a foundation upon which I'll begin my travels. Jumping from moon to moon, a star as my campfire, packing dust into black holes. Of all this I won't forget you, you'll be my safe-haven among disorder. So little I know about you leaving room for questions and discovery" I said while blabbering words. I withdrew my arm and rolled over on my belly the cat's eyes gazed into mine. A fascinating cat it was, the sky was refracted and focused in it's pupils. "Truthfully"as I whispered ,"I cannot journey for right now I lack tools that will advance me in your direction. Who I am or will be one day I want you to know". My consciousness began to fade, the cat sat still. The sand was dazzling under a waning crescent.

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