Tuesday, May 17, 2016
The girl on the train
Saturday, I took a train to Kalkbay. It's a favourite place of mine. There the wind, reeking of Ocean and Ozone, blows through my mind. It untangles my convoluted thoughts. These are the long, thick, voluptuous seaweed trunks that crisscross my tempestuous winter brain. These are the trees that obscure my vision and reduce my perspective, preventing me from seeing the wood.
The journey is a pleasurably slow one, just short of an hour long. Time to think, read. To finely observe people, mountains, the ocean.
I met a young woman on the train... We started talking. Spontaneous combustion. My life is richer for having met Selina.
She aspires to be an oceanographer, is already a teacher. She adores God. Has never had a boyfriend.
Her eyes, two shiny black velvet berries. They glistened with tenderness and love.
My heart is wide open to Life. So is Selina's.