An idyllic image. The dream.
Dusk in a tiny coastal town. Lights reflect off glistening water. Palm trees. Peace.
Campervan parked; adventurous spirit.
Your gaze lingers and a smile appears; widens.
You laugh out loud. Startling yourself.
White teeth show against your brown and dirty face.
Taking this one moment to relax; to reflect.
One deep, shuddering breath taken; respite from this terrifying moment in time.
This terror won’t last; remember.
This is something to fight for.
With a sigh, you turn and face the inferno; yet to be beaten.
(In sympathy with everyone dealing with the Australian bushfires)