What if I told you that on one sun-blessed day I sailed slightly sideways into a turquoise sky, would you believe me?
What if I said I felt like a princess, set adrift in the most magnificent hot air balloon, carrying me higher and higher into the quiet? The quiet is a place, by the way. Have you been there? Far above the trees, the silence so pure, so deep, it has no boundaries, no rules, no fear. It is made of peace…. and clouds. Time curtails and sound can only be imagined in the slow motion flapping of a bird’s wings.
But wait, what if I told you I landed gently in the backyard of some unsuspecting souls who served me a cup of home brewed chai tea?
Reading what I have just written, I now believe. Do you?
True story! Written for OPEN LINK NIGHT at dVerse Poets Pub and in response to Lillian’s prosery prompt. She asked us to incorporate the line “Reading what I have just written, I now believe” (Louise Gluck, “Afterward”, Faithful and Virtuous Night).
Unfortunately I missed our LIVE event. You can check them out on You Tube.
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I believe. I believe in wonder and miracles happening every day.
I would love to have such a place… and writing it might mean that it exists.. a dream remembered is one that is real
I lived this dream. My husband and I won the chance to go up in a hot air balloon in the Albuquerque balloon festival in New Mexico. The chai tea was the strange but wonderful icing on the cake.
That is amazing!
I most definitely do! 💝 Especially love; “Time curtails and sound can only be imagined in the slow motion flapping of a bird’s wings.” Yes! 🙂
Oh how wonderful! Yes, I believe! 😀