(Author’s Note: To say the world has changed is a vast understatement. The new normals are staying inside, fear, and so much more. Working from home is a newer normal. There’s a lot going on. Hence why I haven’t posted in a month. But, I have the time and the patience, so here’s this week’s offering. Keep your eyes peeled in the upcoming weeks for more content. I have a feeling that these stay-at-home rules will become the seeds that bear out creativity.)
© Jeff Arnold
1000 Miles From Nowhere
by Miles H. Rost
Mindy and Matthew awoke to silence.
Blessed. Calm. Silence.
For the last 3 days, their small yacht was tossed and turned on some of the fiercest waves they had ever seen. Waves double the magnitude of the ones they saw on the Cook Strait during the Australian Regatta.
They both slowly slithered from under their covers, and made their way toward the deck.
Cresting the stairs, they saw the black sky of the storm to their east, a rainbow cutting across. A long expanse of other boats filled the near shore.
The storm led them to shore, the rainbow indicating so.
Music and Fiction 
Given their ordeal, land is the real pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Good atmosphere. I can feel their sense of relief.
Finding a harbour must have felt great.
A safe port in a raging storm, led by a rainbow. That’s what I call celestial blessings.
Making land safely is a pot of gold indeed!
Phew, lucky them. Hope the seeds of creativity bare fruit, I’m finding a real lethargy creeping over me, not due to the lack of time, i’ve that in spades but its all so depressing. I’ve stopped watching the news, when the pubs open again, i’ll hear!
The rainbow led the way. Lovely!
“Slithered out from under their covers”—one senses the despair, and the hesitance even to hope. Well done.