Walking along the Thames

It’s been a glorious British summer . I’ve seen it this year, the sun bringing lots of happiness and then Andy Murray, the Wimbledon Crown, and the baby prince bringing even more .  A warm feeling envelopes, as I walk on the bridge, across the river, soaking in the night life of this place that was at one time home, that I have come back to.

Walking along the river Thames, life feels so still and calm. Lilting strains of the guitar rise from the ripples in the water, as if someone were playing the notes on the water itself. Humming to myself  " Te amo, te amo, you are the dark,you are the light ",  I look .  The beautiful bridges allow an unbridled view of the river, the HMS Ispaniol docked so serenely, the blue lights of the eye smiling benevolently at the waters, a boat sailing past, so peacefully.

The city lives  passionately  here.  People  painting, singing, kissing, wanting to get so much more from their lives. But I, am content, finding my peace, just drinking in the beauty of the water, of the lights around , the soft and gentle breeze tousling my hair .

They say water is life. This water, is certainly that, shimmering and reflecting , in so many hues of pink, yellow, silver and violet, the life of the city that is so  irresistible!

Regards,

Aina Rao.

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July 2013.