The Midnight Sun

The sun due north at midnight

over the Lofoten Islands, Norway

          I opened a second bottle of red wine.  I poured the wine into four wine glasses, which had come carefully cushioned in a wineglass basket in my kayak.  The glasses stood four in a row on the course sand, with bits of pink shells and dried kelp scattered around them.  The red wine gleamed in the light of the low deep-red sun, now almost due north.

     If you do such a simple thing as look at the face of your wife, lit by the golden sun, when she is peaceful, and happy, and looks at you now with that smile that knocked you off your feet twenty-two years ago, you could believe that miracles can happen.

               John Slade

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