St. Malo: Sunset

Outside the city wall,

Under the clear blue sky,

I sat on the rocks, looking at his back.

He had his lens pointing to the undulating surface of the sea

When the waves broke over the rocks, I heard ‘click’

He looked back

I couldn’t see his face

But I knew he was smiling at me.

He began to talk about Mount Sinai.

I listened and imagined watching sunrise over the mountains;

while we were waiting for the sun to fall

behind the fortress on le Petit Bé.