There's something very special about being in the water at night. Of course it's a bit creepy--the mysterious sounds, the intensified scents, the rustling in the brush along the shore. Being in the water always has the effect of magnifying space, of erasing terrestrial boundaries; on a summer night, floating on your back, looking up at the star-filled, blue velvet sky all around you, it is especially magical. Add a slender sickle moon, and you can almost see the inner workings of the universe vaulted above you. Time and space become suspended, as you yourself are suspended, drifting, in the warm, buoyant water.
This piece was inspired by offering for Three Muses "Time" challenge. Thanks for looking.