Dawning 4:40 a.m: It’s no walk in the park, this pilgrim’s slow progress up a dim causeway over black water. One false step in the dark — and goodbye mother, father! Smart phones cast rays of light, anticipate the dawn of day, their intermittent beams now become a stream of flash frames on a darkened screen, a replay of Fantasia’s Ave Maria dream. Some seek higher ground to catch the first gleam of daylight drench the lotus-spires of Angkor Wat in pink and orange hues; some stay put, seem content to set cameras for the perfect shot of the wat — and what, the Light? — the Light always there, that the world’s spinning (time to time) makes disappear.
Larry Needham lives in Oberlin, Ohio. A retired community college teacher, he has published on Romanticism and poetry. Larry has a keen interest in travel, but, these days, when not busy in the yard, works on writing short verse and fables.