Wrote this micro-fiction as a prequel to my popular older micro-fiction blog post ‘In Another Lifetime’ (If you’d like to go back and read that, you’ll find it in the ‘Fiction’ category on my blog menu).
A monologue, with narration.
Monologue: From the view point of someone’s growing understanding of their own journey.
Narration: Their inner/higher self(in the voice of a third person),witnessing and foretelling at the same time. (A fictional piece I’ve written drawing inspiration from my understanding of human beings, my relationships, my perception of others’ relationships, what I have read, etc….and then writing what I feel should be the trajectory of personal growth for someone moving from a place of flawed and wanting – to a place of complete and fulfilled.)
How her eyes looked with awe, at his stature so tall.
A tiny poetry about what love means to me.
As they waited, they talked. What would it be like when we get there? Again. After waiting for all these years. Are the people still the same? How consumed are they by their things. Things that we know mean nothing. Not here, anyway. We’ve spent years, up here, waiting, for only a chance to be…