We will fly back home this evening, but now we are still in southern Gran Canaria, looking to the east, sitting on a bench on the deserted promenade. We are patiently waiting for the magic instant when the horizon turns into a slow-motion show of changing colors. When, for a moment, the sea seems no longer the sea, the sky seems no longer the sky ... and out of the blue, from this new-born light, there comes a faint breeze whispering in my ear: “Hold this moment in your heart.” And I hold my breath, and I hold her tight …
Miguel Angel Calvo worked for an insurance company for nearly three decades. He is retired now and dedicates his time to enjoying his hobbies. Find Miguel on Facebook: Miguel Avilés-Asturias.