Monday, March 29, 2010
A Distant Realm
I set off down the sidewalk in a warm, light rain. I had no umbrella. The rain felt good on my face. The sidewalk ended at a busy road. Across the road was a flooded field. Before my eyes, there materialized a rising river. To the west lay higher ground. To the east, the road followed a downward slope. The river crashed onto the pavement in great waves. I thought it might alter the course of the road. A young couple approached. The husband was much taller than his wife. As if we’d known each other all our lives, he said, “I hear there’s trouble by the gates.” And I replied, “Yes, in that distant realm.”
Recently Linked: A friendly welcome to Dillie, who has just signed on as a follower. Thank you, Dillie. My thanks, also, to Chris Jarik, a talented young artist from Holland. Chris is the thirteen-year-old son of another friend and artist I admire, Momo Luna. Be sure to visit his new blog, Chris Jarik Art. You’ll be pleasantly surprised.
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