Monday, October 23, 2006

The Face on the Waters

The kayak skimmed the crest of the wave, chopping its way through. There was not another human in sight.

Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath 1

Large boats shimmered on the horizon. The ocean carried me towards them on the swell of its deep breath.

Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror 1

I was at peace floating on the reflection of the clear blue sky. But this phantasmagoria was missing the dragons on the Other Wind. I turned a page...

1 Teardrop - Liz Fraser

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