Anna's Inkwell
Journal
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Laguna The water brushed its gentle fingers across the tops of my feet, over my ankles and pulled back. With a sudden fury, as if it desired to pull me in and consume me, the many fingers became an entire entity, a beast that came roaring in. You should've heard our shrieks, not of terror, but of inundated joy. We have teased the monster, daring it to drag us out, to make us its counterpart - darkness - and we have scuttled back and forth, with feigned fear and bravery, as if the world was infinite and time unimportant. Time - only a figment of the imagination. Time has stood still once for me to enjoy my precious moments in life with dear friends - Jen, Kai, Cyrus and John... Nothing can be compared to the company of those who cherish those very moments in life that sparkle beyond the continuum of pain, failure and lost - love at its purest. Long Beach, California, July 1998 |
Notes by the Author This isn't exactly a poem, but it's a reflective piece I had written on the plane, on my way back from Los Angeles, California. I have to say that the day I spent on Laguna Beach with my brother Johnny and my friends, Kai, Jen and Cyrus, is among the happiest moments in my life. The smell of the warm Californian waters was delicious, as was the sensation of the waves gently rolling over your feet. My brother and I had known Kai and Jen since we were young kids, so our bonds of friendship were very strong. When I first found out that Kai had cancer, I was extremely distraught. He was in his early twenties when he was diagnosed with the disease. I watched him go through chemotherapy and radiation therapy, his hair loss and his weight loss, and basically the liveliness that made him so wonderful just dissipate under extreme physical duress. That summer, when we went to California, I saw him come back to life. And, at that moment, I was happy once again. |