Abondoning our car in a parking lot along the harbor
we ventured two blocks farther
keeping to the shadows
The park had closed hours ago, at dusk
Evading incandescent street lights
clustered amongst chainlink fence posts,
We went up and over
Scaling the 15 foot erosion wall
Surfacing in a small
patch of dense briars
We burrowed higher
Arriving at the ridgeline
Realizing our flashlights would be seen for miles
and trying to keep a low profile,
We turned them off
Relying instead on the soft
Glow of the full moon
Gasping for breath;
The frigid September air
Collecting inside flaring nostrils,
Struggling against the strobe light like motion; moonlight filtered through an ocean of trees
We saw our destination;
looming overhead,
The red rusted remants of the metalic water tower,
The lake's waves gave our ascent encouragment,
Clapping the sides of the lighthouse below
After we talked out most of the night,
Lying in a strangely inverted cylinder,
Harnessed in total darkness
Catching up with what had happened
in the course of a year
with a hug you said cheers
And disappeared
across the Atlantic |