mapping the limits of the soul: the Samoas pt 3
Let’s skip to this afternoon.
Tutuila in the sunset, with rain falling upon her, her peaks marching backward into shadow, golden light playing on the waves.
Come with me, I shall show you a land where pirate dreams come true, castaways become kings of coconut coves.
Today we swam ashore to a waterfall of bouncing water droplets cascading down the rocks. I want to run away from home and hide here forever!! But my bed calls me from such escapes back to the fluffy realities of this life.
But I shall sleep in this fluffiness and dream of the freedom I know in my dreams as the barefoot hermit ruler of pebbled bays, black cliffs, swirling seacaves, and coconut palms upon the heights!!
Enjoy a picture of Never-Never Land!