Tag: fiction

RAINBOW MOON

My feet are bare and cold as they cross the threshold to the porch where I often go after my son is asleep and there is nothing left of the day to give.  As I open the door a cool yet gentle breeze comes across my face with a tease of Spring in the air.  I stare up into the sky looking for something to gaze upon.  But tonight, the stars are not shining.  There is a haze over the moon that moves like fog.  As I stare and ponder I think I spot a shooting star as light seems to twinkle and move.  A faint drop of rain touches my cheek and I step under the cover of my porch prepared for a passing storm.  But time goes by and the haze begins to dissipate.

A glow of purple seems to appear in place of the night sky and I slowly move forward out of the cover once again in curious delight.  Forgetting my bare feet, I walk further where now I am almost to the sidewalk staring up at the sky not taking my eyes off of what I’m about to see.  And as if it was a summer day after the rain, in all its glory, a rainbow emerges glowing from the light of the moon.

Still with neck stretched out and eyes wide open, I stare now in complete wonderment not believing in what I am seeing.  Every color of the spectrum is above me now on a canvas of soft grey, the night sky, illuminated by the brightness of the moon.  I whisper the lyrics of “Comfortably Numb” to myself taking in the moment not able to move.  A feeling of enlightenment and peace has overcome me and I am still.

Suddenly in this moment, I feel the cold cement on my feet once again and in an instant of swift moving clouds, the rainbow moon is gone.  Darkness fills the sky once again in a haze and I am saddened that I could not somehow be quick enough to share this experience with my son who lays asleep just a few feet inside.  But then I remember, a story he was telling me not so long ago of a “rainbow moon” and the dark sky that it filled.  Trying to appease him, I asked, “and how would a rainbow come about in the night?” and he said to me “it really is a logical explanation.  it had been raining.”

So there in the night sky lives a rainbow and on each rainy day it appears.  But if you wish to see it, you must believe in the imagination of a child.  Otherwise, you will just be left standing in your bare feet thinking you see “a distant ship’s smoke on the horizon”.

 

The Enchanted Island

Neil told me a story tonight.  I will do my  best to remain accurate.

There is a place in the middle of the ocean called The Enchanted Island.  But you can’t see it.  Ships sail by without a notice.  Unless you believe.  On the island it is always dark.  This is so the sparkles of blue and green can be seen that flow within the waters edge.

And within this island lies a portal.  To access this gateway, no one quite knows, but if there is a story than it must exist.  The portal will take you to depths of the ocean to places unseen by any man.  Like entering space with no space suit where you are just free to observe the vast depths of the ocean and all the magnificent creatures that live there.

As if you are in a bubble protected, yet still very much vulnerable to a simple shift in wind, this is how they say it feels to enter the portal.  This is why the island remains a secret.  It is beautiful and unspoiled so in an effort to protect itself it remains a mystery.  If your intentions are selfless and good, maybe the island will open itself up to you.  Just maybe you will be lucky enough to float among the sparkles.  And if you are quite brave and confident, maybe you will walk through the dense jungle of palm trees and sand to be rewarded with fruits filled with the most decadent of flavors and see magical sights of strange and beautiful animals living in the canopy of the trees. The purple and red frogs frolicking below, the tree monkeys flying up high with their wings and the horses that roam with their scales and fins allowing them to swim in the crystal waters that border the island.

But if you are false, you may not even see the island, better that you don’t.  Because for those that are untrue dare enter won’t see the same beauty those that are genuine do.  The frogs become black widows and the monkeys turn to vultures.  The horses are dragons with breath of fire.  And the portal will suck you in to the depths of the ocean where certain death awaits you.

Be kind, be genuine and just maybe the Enchanted Island will find its way to you.   Just follow the shimmering waters and the warm breeze and remember to believe.