Sunday, August 19, 2012

Boat Dream

     It was a large boat.  I've stood on top of a life size replica of Noah's Ark in Hong Kong and it was pretty big to put it lightly...although not as large as I imagine the Titanic being.  This boat was larger than both of those boats.  Standing on the top deck I had a hard time imagining that we were actually floating on the water and not hovering above the earth.  We were enjoying ourselves--mid-laugh I felt the presence of something--I felt him.  Looking around I couldn't see him but he was somewhere close, I knew it.  I could feel it.  Standing up I began making my way through the crowd of people, searching.  I saw him nowhere.  Making my way to the edge of the ship I leaned over the railing and I saw him.  I hadn't seen him in so long and even now he was so far down that he was only the size of an ant--just a tiny ant swimming in the water.  The boat was so tall that the water seemed a world away.  I couldn't make out his facial features or even the color of his clothes but I knew it was him, my bones felt his pull and my heart seemed to be clawing out of my body to get to him. 
     I turned towards my friend and whispered, "Do you see him?" 
     "I see him."  She replied with a look of concern etched on her face.  I turned back to watch him swimming in the water below. 
     "Why is he here?" I asked without turning my gaze from him.  "Where is he going?"
     "I don't know."
     I needed to know.  I needed to ask him.  I needed to look in his face.  I began to climb the railing until my friend put her hand on my shoulder, "You can't jump in," she whispered, "You'll die.  It's too far down.  Even if you survived the fall you would land too close to the ship and get sucked under."
     She was right.  I put my feet back on the wooden deck and took a long look at him in the water.  I turned away and walked towards the middle of the deck and turned back to face his direction.  The wind was lightly whipping my dress against my legs and my hair danced in the air.  I could feel the rough wood of the deck against my feet, the splinters pressing against my heels.  Taking a deep breath I sprinted towards the edge of the ship and jumped just in time to clear the railing and I soared towards him..