the light reflected in the water
October 26, 2006
catesbool
11 p.m.
i was walking down towards mauritskade to try to catch the tram and go back home to seinpost. i was enjoying the cool breeze on my hair and my face as cars passed by and a few kids on the bike blerch out some of their dutch noises.
the clouds were beautiful on that cool night, like white fluffs passing by against the backdrop of trees already turned brown by the cold nights of autumn. i was humming to myself, "i see blue skies, red roses… what a wonderful world…"
i walked past ceasar’s sports hall, appreciating the short and small bridge connecting it from where i was walking by. my shoes don’t make a sound as they touch the cobbled stones. i buttoned up my winter coat, too early for the season, to keep myself from getting cold. i debated whether i should put up my hood but then, decided that it wasn’t that cold for me to catch a cold. and i grinned at myself and at how simple i can be at times.
i looked over the magnificent white house across the canal which is actually the law office of udink & de jong. i see it against the backdrop of green trees and grasses. it is beautiful, no matter what time of the day you look at it. i try to smell the air but autumn in den haag is not quite that fair.
i turned around the corner and looked over the canal. there i saw the gleaming waters, passing gently by. they are quiet and peaceful, a cool reflection of what is in my soul somehow…
reflected in its brown colors is the whiteness of udink & de jong’s law office. i stopped by for a moment to look over the silent waters of the canal. they flow like that, beautiful in the night… unmindful of the cars and the trams passing by each hour.
how peaceful and calm the waters are. for a moment, i had forgotten where i was. in two months time, i will be floating above the waters once again, like that small bridge a short distance away. and though there is no wind as yet that blows over me at that particular point in time, i know i will let the waters carry me back to my destination.
my heart settled a bit. i had seen the light reflected in the water…
(for vicky, who continues to pull me out with her stories… reminding me of what i really want like the beacon of white reflected in the waters)
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