Atoms collided all around, insects zipped in and out of existence while the trees breathed deeply in our presence. Whispering warm lullabys down into the world and nudging it's little sister into waking, the radiant sun slipped away. It's dwindling light, dancing in the glassy eyes of the velvet crowned peaceful ones. The story continued.
The spinning, roaring centre of the Earth pulled tides, clouds and countless souls around in a familiar frenzied ballet. Arms of galaxies reached out, fingers touched and new worlds were born. Every universe rode the spiral as it had for all time and would forever more.
At the centre of everything, teeth gently bit down, trapping tiny desperately fluttering words. A deep breath. A book mark in time. A polar shift. Then silence.
Something changed.
3 comments:
I love it! :)
I want to read it again wen I'm alive again and can reflect more deeply on the symbolism which at the moment is just beautifull and enjoyable but entering my mind in an abstract way. xx
it sounds like the beginning of a beautiful love story
what more can i say?
beautiful
The fire of the Earth-Sun, the freshness of the breeze-trees and the magic of the Water-moon, led the lovers together, fairy cattle by thy witness.
Abondoning the deep listening of universal scores, they became distracted and their affections abstracted, mutated, dreams deflated, eroded by clutter they made mistakes and damaged each other.
No longer walking on the ground, airy anger spat and shreaked, raised hands spiked and salty rivers exploded.
No longer calm and reflective these lovers were rushing, now part of the chaos of the city social pushing them away
from the day of velvet.
Where are the memories of walks on the hills, reading by candle light in ruins, talking all night under the stars alone in a field, painting and creating together, surprise outings and consciousness expanding disscussions.
The lovers failed each other and submissed to distractions and abstractions of romance in general.
Take these lovers back pull them backwards through the breeze, Words jump back in their mouths and dissolve in the pain they caused.
Expressions morph back into uncontrollable shy smiles.
Lovers take yourselves back to velvet, remember the beauty of your birth, take a deep breath and brave the transformation into deep reality.
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