Tuesday, 29 Jul 08

If they were horses

Posted in Prose at 10:59 am by jadeite

I wished for flight.

I wished for an unbearable lightness of being. I wished for enlightenment, that I might understand.

I wished for a weekend to do with as I choose.

I wished for flowers to tuck behind shell-like ears, blossoms to set off chestnut hair.

I wished for an end to pain. I wished that all who ache might find relief.

I wished for peace.

I wished for a love that would set my heart on fire.

And I wished, and I wished, until the moon came out and grinned coldly above my head, and I began to shiver in the chill night air.

And I wished.