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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Beach (07/04/05)

TITLE: The Song and Dance of Light and Life
By Michelle Fout
07/10/05


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The Song and Dance of Light and Life

I don’t know what it is about the sun light dancing on the water that sings to my spirit but it has always done so. As a child it sang to me of dark mysteries below, as a teenager the faerie lights enticed my spirit to dance with them and now as I sit in my camp chair, toes twirling circles in the sand I watch my children respond much as I did at their ages. I realize my children do not know me; not the hidden depths of me, they see the surface and the lights and think they know me, but they are wrong.
Young men and women walk the beach in two’s and four’s. I know the source of their laughter. Their spirits are dancing to siren songs; they twinkle and intertwine like threads of quicksilver, so beautiful in their passion and intensity.
I smile at the sight and sounds of children with small buckets and shovels running among the tidal pools capturing miniature leviathans. I have to grin at brothers tormenting sisters with dislocated pinchers and fan tails. I recall the tormentors of my youth and the methods of my revenge. I see my past played out before me, different waters different dancers same song.
My future stares out at me from under the brim of straw hats, gray haired women with wrinkles and freckles that mirror the waves and foam. I know that is my fate and I am growing comfortable with it. My vanity has begun to fade as I look forward to more dances.
I wonder at my own children as they play. They are growing faster than I am able to let them go. They will be gone soon following the music of light, creating memories- families; treasuring their secrets beneath prisms and refractions. It is good they do not know me, just as I will not know them but our songs will blend together with all the others and as long as the sun rejoices upon the waters others will join us as we dance upon the beach.


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Tammy Johnson07/11/05
Nice read. I enjoyed the descriptions and comparisons. Have done the same kind of thing watching my children.
dub W07/12/05
Very soft poetic prose, a nice read. Put a space between paragraphs to make readability easier.
Nina Phillips07/12/05
I agree, very nice and smoothly flowing. God bless, littlelight
Shari Armstrong 07/14/05
A nice story -I esepcially like the part about cathching the mini leviathans :)
Beth Muehlhausen07/15/05
I liked the inclusion of past, present, future. This is a nice quote: "I see my past played out before me, different waters... different dancers same song." Poetic and yet real.