I stepped outside, lifting my head from my thoughts and froze. My feet grounded as if I’d grown roots. Below, the lake mirrored a pastel prismed sky….blue to pink.
Stunning! It was the kind of vision that I thought I could stare at forever…a thought I’d had so many times before, that I could stay here, grow roots at last.
My thoughts returned, and I realized that I too reflected the ever changing sky…pink to lavender. One moment, a child who longed for nothing more than a dollhouse….a young girl longing to dance and pink ballet shoes….a young woman dreaming of a wraparound porch and a tire swing in the tree, a “forever” home.
But it all raced by so fast, too fast for dreams to come true..no dollhouses, no ballet shoes, no forever home. Too little time left now, for dreams…for me. It went by as fast as this changing sky…lavender to black.
In darkness, feet walk back inside, unbound, rootless.