by Kemyia Austin

Created on: January 27, 2010   Last Updated: January 29, 2010

I can't imagine how long that star has been looking into the darkness of my face. The beam of its eyes places a reflection that I have long forgotten was there. Many a days have gone by that the star has starred at me so I must journey through the years and back on the wings of the wind that has bought the stars gaze upon my face. I whisper to myself if the light doesn't blind me, why can't I ignore its presence. Nights pass on and the whispers continue to haunt me as he stares me up and down as if I know what he is thinking. One night, has the whispers silent themselves and the stars gaze and my eyes came face to face, the ground shook beneath my feet. My arms that laid on the panel of my window began to quiver with distinct terror. I looked up and it seemed as though the star was there in front of my face. It glowed a bright light and my eyes closed like the closing of the blinds.

I awoke in a mystic array of light and shadows. The wind was so strong my hair was blowing behind my neck and my laced night gown was stretched across the front of my body. I looked up and the star was gone. The sky was clear and my feet seemed to be planted on solid concrete. Something was glistening in the distance and I started to walk closer and closer. After a minute of walking, I stopped at an opening of bright light that seemed to cover the whole side of land. I put my hand out to touch it and the light dimmed away. I continued to walk and before I knew it, I was through. A small voice started to squeak but I could not make out the words. Surrounded by light, I looked around to find a glimpse of life but no luck. Again, I heard the small voice, this time I could hear the word. It said "Look". I was looking around and I could not see anything. I yelled out " I can't see anyone or anything. What am I looking for?" The voice started to speak again. "Your sad face gazes upon my light every evening though you have a family, and friends. We stare at each other yet you do not recognize my gaze. Again I say "look"

The light began to fad into a single spec where I started to walk towards. I looked very hard and soon, my face lit up like a candle. Sadness is what is inside and I never really cried. My family was sitting at the dinner table and I was as sad as can be. My daughter laughing with her father at opposite ends of the table and all I could see was images. The light soon faded and my body felt a warm breeze. My eyes opened and I lifted my head up. I looked around and I was back at my window with my arms holding my face. I looked up in the sky and saw the star gazing back at me. I turned my head and my husband was still in bed. I smiled and looked back at the star. I whispered to him " I know who you are. I have gazed upon your light once before. I can see now. You are from my past and there, I will find the answers I seek, I just never stopped to look. I can see now. I am going to face my past. I know that is where you were before." I smiled and turned away. One foot touched the ground and then the next. I turned around to give the star a brief glimpse before I climbed into bed. The star grew bright as to acknowledge approval. I gave him a small smile and climbed into bed. I closed my eyes as if a relief had been lifted off of my shoulders. I am going on a trip tomorrow and it was to face my past.

Facing the Past.

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