Wednesday, July 10, 2013

a story for amelia

a long, long while ago your dad asked me to write a story. i think he wanted a story about all the wonderful things that you will feel in this world. that you have already felt in the world, by now. 

a story about autumn leaves and how they slowly turn from green to red to yellow, and fall to the ground so you can crunch them with your feet as you walk through the grass at sundown. and maybe some words about the special sparkle of light on the ripples of a lake, when everything is quiet and all that moves is a tiny deer drinking water in the shoreline, jittery with haste. 

and it could be he wanted me to tell you about the adventures you might have on top of a glacier, surrounded by blue and white and silver, and nothing but your pulse keeping you warm. the shape of your breath leaving your body when it's cold and there's no-one watching you make funny o-shapes with your lips. later, a fire grown from twigs gathered with laughter and friends will wait for you to come along and watch the deer spring back out into the woodland. lithe and independent.

there might be chocolate and wine. warm thoughts.

an event will take place. the wind will rustle the treetops and the moon will shimmer, tremulous behind a cloud. words could be spoken or silences heard. perhaps a slight sense of trepidation, or excitement. someone will throw their soul out in the open, and someone will catch it. carefully. carefully. 

a pause. a distance.

maybe, a kiss.

some time, in the summer, you may go back there, or perhaps you never will. 

we don't travel through places, or moments, they travel through us. and their passage leaves traces etched onto our structures. somewhere on a fingertip. hidden in the curve of a smile. obscured by a familiar flavour. glistening spiderwebs threaded on your hair.  

there's beauty and stories in everything we look at, we hear, we touch, we smell, we taste. 

you just open your heart, amelia, and gulp it all down.


2 comments:

  1. i want to have this illustrated and published
    thank you, helena :)

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