Woven Adventures

Shiny silver strands shifted according to the rhythm of the wind’s breeze. Seated amid the chilly currents was an old man. He was reminiscing the vibrant and exciting days of his long-retired youth with a wide smile. A smile so full and indelible any passerby would have assumed it was surgically implanted. A smile so bright it could only be compared to the center of the beautiful night sky, which he stared into as if in competition. She stared right back. Showering her creamish-gold brilliance wherever she could be seen. The night’s largest eye wasn’t alone. She was accompanied by her innumerable glittery companions who aided her shine with their cosmic dazzle. The infamous diamonds in the sky. He wasn’t worried; Quite the contrary. The moon’s radiance only made him shine brighter. He was seated in nostalgia; A dimmed green plane, with its blades dancing at the tune of crickets and frogs. Racing through his mind was how the young feet of his friends and he had terrorized that lakefront