The
deserted boardwalk echoed with her footsteps, reverberations of the
solemn song that circled in her heart, crashing in those empty chambers
like spent waves.
Summer
was two hundred kisses ago. She could still hear the voice of
that little boy with the mocha eyes. He'd once held up his hand
to her, fingers curled around some secret treasure. Opening in
her memory, fireflies rose to the wind, a million stars in flight.
Those confetti dreams set free.
Imbued with the
inspiration of universal interconnectedness, this piece celebrates the
ebb and flow of that dynamic: that giving and receiving are
correlative, as are happiness and sadness, death and life.
Linda
Manning is a degreed biologist who currently lives in the American
Midwest where she enjoys simple living, cooking, gardening, and the
arts. You can visit her blog at Notes from Linda.
