The Marginal Way: 100 Words

There is a place where water, sky and earth meet. On a narrow strip of craggy rocks, a path meanders for one and a half miles dividing lush green lawns on one side and the lonely beauty of the New England Sea on the other. Pink beach roses nod in the sun and mist. A grove of sentinel cedars bend to form a shaded canopy. Under this shade couples have paused to search for answers in the deep blue green sea. And the sea’s response is as slow and sure and steadfast as the rising and falling tides.

 “Look within.”

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Strange Attractors

 
The sun paused to admire its scattered reflection like millions of brilliant diamonds on the bay. Time stretched its arms deep into the blue infinity. We planted the seeds of forever.
 
When the moon lounged on her back we clung to each other, lips to neck, your arms pulling me into orbit. Like the fog I poured myself over you. In the morning mist our seeds sprouted, clinging to the earth on the edge of the hill. Their blooms measured the days kissed by sun and fog and the whisper of butterfly wings.

Set into motion our fractal arcs danced.

 
This is a 100 word response to DIY Romance's February Invitation.  Click on the link and express your own voice!
 
http://diyromance.com/2012/02/08/a-february-invitation-part-ii/

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