Author’s note: This piece combines (a) a work of photography-based digital art and (b) a parallel meditation in the form of imaginative prose.
© Randy Heffner
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You said you would be back, and I long for it. So I wait. They said you would come in the same way as you came before. So I wait here, where people arrive from the air.
You could not say, did not know, when you would return. So I wait long hours that blend one into another. Days. Years. I am learning to wait.
And watch. I watch the lights. The light. I wish to see the light: Traces of life streaming through the air. Indelibly etched trails that remain long after a light-bearer has passed.
How very long it takes to absorb the light. And I wait for your light-stream and your arrival and the burst of light at your landfall.
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by Randy Heffner
Randy lives at the intersection of philosophy, theology, and culture — reading, watching, walking, and sometimes creating in search of our better selves. Film and photography have a lot to do with it, but anyway, art. The tie is an anomaly.