Saturday, 24 October 2009

For Anna

When I think of you, I see a woman sitting contemplatively in a wooden rowing boat, paddling along a river. It is dusk and she turns her face upwards to survey the silver stars scattered across the soft blue blanket of the sky. It is the fall and leaves float upon the water like lilies, in breathtaking shades of orange, red, yellow and brown. The light from her lantern illuminates them, and in the golden light they look as though they burn. The trees that line the river bow to her.

She's not always alone. Sometimes her b-loved sits beside her, and with an oar each they row upriver, talking amiably, and sharing a loving smile that only the stars can see. Flowers line the bottom of the boat, and some sit delicately in her hair. Sometimes she is accompanied by a friend or two and the air is filled with their joyous laughter. And sometimes she is alone, listening to the quiet of the night, and extracting from the air the words that surround her. They glow like fireflies.

I hope you like this...


Anna said...

Like it?
Like it?
Your words are jewels,
in my mouth.
Thank you Kess, thank you.
I love you.

Kess said...

I'm so glad you like it!
Love you too