Yesterday afternoon and while sitting at my desk at work, I laid my thoughts down to rest by a pool of water. The scene was rather calm and almost murky brown, if not yellow. The grass was short. I see no trees. I only saw myself lying on my right side and reaching my hands into the water of deep, murky blue.
A hand reaches from the depth below and touches mine. I could feel his hand but for a moment.
“I’m tired, too.” I said to him as he disappeared beneath the darkest. “If only I could be with you, I’d walk by your side through this thin veil that separates us both. I saw us walking together somewhere but for a little while until someone else had to take me away.
I imagined running back to the edge of this pool of water and realized the was the fate that we could never be together. I had to leave him there because his element was watery and mine was above and on the earth.
I closed my eyes later on that evening while saying the rosary with the twosome and a tear or two had to be shed silently again. Maybe one day we shall meet again.
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