Wait, she said. I just got a few things I have to pack before we head north. Some cds, magazines, two or three books, I will definitely bring that one you bought me without even knowing who I was. Still absorbing the last months, all of that was so fast, millions of new molecules running all over my body, making me feel electric, fearful, special. I still remember listening to you and your stories from worlds far away from my little piece of land, some of that kinda scared me at first sight, I guess that is part of every process of discovery, I was discovering myself. But well, I would be deadly wrong in thinking you were the only one facing new worlds here, you brought me a light long gone, brought me thunder in your hands, sun in your smile, the strong and evident unsettlement in the way you used to see the world, to walk through the corridors of that big house, which you wished to leave behind.
We have some plans, we have some doubts, we have thousands, millions of new impulses in our brains. The soul is light as cotton and strong as a volcano, mysterious as a mirror, and all of that is our own. And we will not let them break our spirits with their words, with their way of talking just like a desperate way to keep us close, afraid of being hurts, of being challenged. We will not let them trick us into not try to be just what they are so afraid of risk. Our spirit will soon fly free, turning into a wild animal, full of life, energy and desire. So, please, please, grab my hand, take a deep breath, kiss my mouth and let's show off our bold and golden hearts.
I was slowly leaving my things behind, just like a snake losing her old skin, facing the sun with new eyes. That was long before I knew you, I would dare to say I was cleaning the house, waiting for this special guest, I would dare to say I saw you coming, insinuating your presence into my life, occupying my mind, making me waiting for every word, looking forward for every second spent together after midnight.
And then we were there, ready to set out for unrevealed destinations, not really sure of what expect from this road. Our feet touching each other, music playing loud, not as loud as our laughs, as two fearless child we laughed until exhaustion.
Our car, our boat, our train, our house, nest, heart, world, pieces of life finally attached together, ready to to offer lightness beauty of being.
jeudi 10 mai 2012
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