Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Of summer love and the sea

I wish I was free to go back to the era of summer love and daisies in the field. To run with the wind in my hair, our hair, and feel effortless light but liquid like the air around us. Smell the sea breeze from far. If I thought about it, I would like to travel more, see the gondolas in Venice and the pyramids of Egypt, privy to more secrets than you or I could ever imagine. Open my eyes to the love of life, to the unconditional love dripping from the eyes of my golden Labrador. Look into the mirror, have the freedom to move to different places,different times. I wish I was elegant like the tango and the ballet and be invisible because the possibilities are beyond imagination. I'd like to paint, bold colors of red,green,peacock blue and gold.But also mix in the subtle mauve and white, a dot of black for that is life.Brilliant vibrant strokes across the wall, across time itself. Bring an angel along, a blessing for everyone, but remember the red at the center of your eyes like a camera flash. Block prints, dyes,flaming orange skirts with bells at the fringe, streak of blue through midnight black hair. Walk along the sea shore, wonder about the other side of the ocean, at the exact same spot, is someone standing there too? Wishing upon a star? With pristine white gloves and shoes to match. Someone who looks through her veil and has to return..Or is it someone who stands there with a grimy shirt but free as the wind and the sea in front of her. Is it you? Looking at yourself from afar wondering if this is what it means to be alive.

5 comments:

Timber Da Wolf said...

Close your eyes all that you seek is right there ... refer to your spiritual positioning system if you get lost ;)

Ne said...

@timber - thats the hope! :)

Timber Da Wolf said...

well dreams are built on hope ... and often shattered on expectations

Good luck

Fatema said...

wow! what were you smoking when you wrote that? :P kidding.. but really well written.. i'm posting it on my FB.. don't worry.. i'll give credit where it's due :)

Ne said...

@Fatema - I wish I was smoking something.. was in one of * those * moods. Maybe you should bring some over from your secret stash. heh. kidding.