For the next flash fiction challenge I’ve decided to complete, I’m doing Chuck Wendig’s Inspiration of the Random Image. In this challenge, you choose a random image from here that inspires you and write about it. My piece for this one I’ve decided to call “Through a Silent River,” and it’s a poem I’ve decided to write about the image I’ve attached to this post.
Through a silent river,
There is one man traveling alone.
He has no idea where he is going,
Or no idea where he has been.
He just knows he needs to get to his next destination.
It is night time,
The stars are out, burning bright.
As he travels along the silent river,
Two birds flock to his bamboo raft.
He stares at them,
Then out at the river, marveling in all its beauty.
He lights a lantern once he notices the dark,
In the hopes of bringing to light this marvelous beauty around him.
But the more he stares out into the night,
The more transfixed he becomes at the sight surrounding him.
At the silent river he’s currently traveling,
At the trees whose depths he’s yet to explore,
And at the steep mountains whose hills he’s yet to climb.
All three are beautiful things he appreciates
As a curious traveler of the world.
And as the night gets darker,
He takes in the beautiful sights around him one last time.
At the silent river he’s currently traveling,
At the trees whose depths he’s yet to explore,
And at the steep mountains whose hills he’s yet to climb.
Crouches down and goes to sleep,
Basking in the beauty and the wonders he’s yet to explore,
And rests his travel weary eyes until the morning sun wakes him for his next journey.