Life of Gia
She knew not what she was. There were
far too many shadows around her. The light inside her was a single flame flickering
in the winds of change. Sometimes fiery sometimes calm...With each breath she
took the flame would dance.
Shadows diverge all around.
Seven suns burst them forth, multiplied manifold when reflected
in the crystal waters of her eyes she searches
frantically for the self. Where is she in the quagmire of darkness grey and
black and darkest blue?
But the light around
her was dazzling...So bright that she closed her eyes when she looked up
questioningly at the source of that light. What am I to the one who sees the
footprint on the sands of time and that walked the beach in days gone by?
She knew not what
she was. A friend. A companion .A lover. Or just a face in the crowd.
Some bonds were undefined,
yet chained as concrete structures by norms of life...
