Forever And Ever More

I was walking by a field one day early in the month of May. The buds were in rich splendour getting ready with their finery. Something made me pause and look around at what was there, it was then I spied a maiden with the fairest hair. She was sitting by a small stream looking at her reflection in the clear water there. Each ripple represented a frown she wore on her forehead as she waited for her lover to return from a foreign shore. She sat so silent and still under the warming sunlight. I wondered if I should speak and break the silence of her concentration, but though I had better not and kept on walking by. Though I never saw her, again, I often wonder now, did her lover come back from that foreign shore? Did they live happily together in love forever more? Personally, I’d like to think it was like a fairy tale and that they lived happily together forever and ever more. 24 January 2007