Imagination

Paint it deep, down and blue, dark dark. Built layer upon layer, seeking clarity in opacity. Swirling, curling apostrophes, metaphors and light. Your life. Force. Upwards, skywards. Brightness, gossamer in the cool, clear air. Barely discernible, yet utterly unmissable. It’s the smile, framing a face of freckled kindness. It’s the gesture, the nod and the wink. What’s unsaid. Said.