Thursday, March 1, 2007

The Wayback Machine... Night Shadow

Just a brief clip from my journal, dated 12-21-05:

I awoke sometime during the night when there were no shadows, because the night was all shadow. Wrapped up in shadow I lay there till I nearly burst from its exquisite softness. My hand reached out and touched the muffled blackness, pushed through it and came back to me to lie limply on my pillow beside my head. My eyes ached looking into it, so perfectly deep and infinite in its caress. For a moment I thought perhaps I had died.


O-G said...

What are your thoughts on sleep-walking?.....Is one actually asleep....or just in another state of conciousness?

Melanie said...

This is wonderful. Perhaps a good story starter.