Ben and Larry

Stan Washington, Contributing Writer

Fog quick to lick the silhouettes moving slowly through the soupy backdrop Oars swinging with bags bouncing off legs. Ben motions to come close, Larry waivers his balance unsure Companionship so close they could be brothers Larry looks at the water not confident about his entry into the skiff Fog moving away and up allowing random sunbeams Loading, as well as could be possible Life can be kind, Life can be confusing Life for Larry was confusing and unkind

Ben wanted to help Larry, his days were usually bad Shots, radiation, pain, sickness. Boat floating away from the dock Larry took the oars and began a slow turn out to the island Ben knew Larry as well as a real brother Larry is sick, very sick, Larry to have day off But for Larry every day off only meant tomorrow wasn’t Life will drag on, Life will be daunting Life for Larry a trip through a sucking bog slogging each step

Island moved closer actually, the boat that moved Ben slowed his effort to take a breath Larry was leaning not able to assist Boat floating in wide circles Boat ripples sent multiple waves Waves that were touching the island Waves moving faster spinning the boat in tighter turns Life can bring love helping maintain closeness to others Life in the medical world does not make love easy

Larry the vertigo rising Fog opens to the sky revealing light so pure Light warming two souls, flinging out darkness Each man feels a message for hope Hope grows outward from within Each hears without a word spoken Message is uttered in quick repetition Life does not only include the physical state Life is also mystical

Magical lake holds both in the warm glow of realization One soul repaired and held still its pain, doubts and fears The other aware of his friend’s pain reduced, spirit inspired Message running circling in each soul Souls bond into a single entity, exchanging pure thought Message pouring healing powers into the entity A magical presence fights the evils of the entity Life can be redirected to new conclusions Life doesn’t always follow pure logic

Boat stilled quietly rocking soothingly Each looking at the other Each feeling the other so completely Experience shared together, renewal, cleansing, healing Each body glowing with calm, feeling, awareness One hands the other an oar rowing to the island Neither need speak the thoughts they shared together Life is mystical, magical and physical Life exists, the gift is the journey

Image by Ruth Archer from Pixabay