Wake Up

 

Wake Up

only darkness in its purest form has no shadow

02.01.2021.wenwenlin

 

"Wake up," I whispered gently as the first light particles gathered in the brisk pre-dawn air.  She had her back turned to me, silent.   I groped in the dark, fumbled through sheets and pillows.  I could tell she had been crying.  We've been through this a thousand times.  "let's get some fresh air and take a morning hike."  I spooned her feeble figure that was slowly taking form, and gave her a squeeze.  She stayed motionless, and that thwarted me.

I took her through the prodding mountain path, and her mood seemed to open up a bit.  She was almost happy and hopped in front and in the back of me as I turned around trying to chase her.  She loved the chase.  It was in her nature.

She grew stronger behind me now as the sun rose higher.  We came to ascend the precipitous hill, by this time, she was quite bubbly.   Optimism was in the air.   Maybe we already made up.   At the turn of the narrow highest point, I kneeled down, and gestured for her hand and her indulgence.  She looked up at me with flicker of light in her tearful eyes.  As her hand was reaching for mine, I stood up abruptly, and  pushed her off the cliff as hard as I could.  Her short choppy shape rolled and took 3 bounces on the way down against the protruding ridge rocks, and fell into the steep abyss below.  Down there, piles of bones and a deep loch behemoth of octopus resides.  Its tentacles dance seductively, in darkest shade of black clouds of its own creation, as the legend has it.

I turned around and walked back. 

I do not sleep and do not dream at night now. I merely hover.