I dreamt this morning that I was dragon boat racing on the ocean. The air was thick with heat and the sun was the kind of blinding that presses your eyes into a squint. Each time the drummer hit, I could see the sound flash outward and shatter the light into millions of diamond shards that scattered to glint across the water on either side of her.
How can I tell of the synchronicity and crash - all twenty paddles smoothly arcing forward in anticipation of the hit, then slicing into the water to send up a spray of trapped light that mingled with the fractured light.
That dream = magic. Mmmm.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
That is cool!! It would be interesting to find out what that dream means.
ReplyDeleteOh and I had changed the layout of my blog :)