Written in Water

A man is writing his name in a river, and he isn't the only one

There he lay

His name written in water

And the waves made from the name ebbed away,

Touching the lass sitting little away on the bank,

Writing her own name in water

And then watch her name ebb away too.

 

She sat there too

Her hand still in water

Now just moving

And making random waves in it.

The blowing wind catches her attention

For it reminds her of a familiar scent,

Making her wish she could smell it again.

 

A smile escapes her lips,

Stars light up in here eyes,

And an odd form of beating begins in her breast.

There she lay, her hand in water

Writing a name not her own.

She continues to stare in her own reflection

Even after the name ebbs away

The one closer to her than her own.

 

She takes a deep breath

So full of passion; so full of hope

Giving her the strength

To sit there and gaze at the water

And find a face in it not her own.

A rustle in the leaves and the sound of some steps

And she turns around all euphoric

For her wait is now over

She puts her arms around him

And they share each other’s essence.

 

There he lay

His name written in water

And the waves made from the name ebbed away.

He wondered who theses waves

Would touch this time.

 

Author's Note

The original line "Here lies the one who name was writ in water" was by a blogger 'Husna' who is like a sister to me. It is that line that lead to this work here.

Reviews

[Emily B]

How often do I write a name in the air and find that name in my 'inbox'. There are many wonders in the world. You've written this one with light and beauty.

[TL Boehm]

santulan this is brilliant writing. We think of water as transient, yet this speaks of the ripple effect - motion changing lives...wonderfully done. Beautiful full writing.