In the dead of night, a walk in the garden is an experience like no other.
Fireflies dance and flicker near and far
The animals that sing in the dark play
like a macabre symphony
Your sight adjusts slowly, making for
a vintage filter to take hold
Crickets peep and are never seen
keeping your unease in check
You spot the rose you planted, a blood
red rose. Her matted petals grab the
moonlight to create a velvety texture.
She is outlined perfectly, in the dark,
even her perfume is unearthly.
Lending notes from a woman that
you passed by in the market the
other day and obsessed over how
it triggered a memory ... one you still
haven't placed.
This is a time that I captured in creating Korra.
I wanted something to resemble
beauty and unease in perfect harmony,
that is what the night is for me.