Did I hear you laugh in the corner? Was it me? Did you just laugh at me?
Your sudden laughter that died abruptly as I tried to make a quick exit, and am not sure if I heard you laugh. But something in the dark whispered your presence, for you were always there. I knew you were there, waiting and watching my shadow now slowly vanishing in your silence. I’m fading into you, stumbling down the road yet again…leaving behind trails of untrodden lines that we once tried to walk, with smiles on our face fresh and beaming with empty words… sweet dew drops filled the empty words…
Rustling through the sands of time, I drew a quiet long blank space … It’s been quite a while now… I do remember how it began. It was on a cold and dark winter’s night. There was a loud bang and silence fell… I drew the curtain. And, the morning came. The sun came shining through the cracks in the wall and the rays sparkled through the green trees… But I don’t quite remember it all.
Come, hurry down.
The wind up there is cold, and the sky’s too dark.
The light down here is soft and easy.
Sit here for a while and listen to the pouring rain.
Feel the eerie wind, so gentle on the mind.
Soak up the drizzle before it flows away beneath and down below.
Blow some raindrops and make a wish in a puddle. There are many puddles.
Listen to the howling wind that still our souls.
Steal all of the moment and dream away.
Heavy rains on the run
Raindrops rush to paint
a pretty picture
on my plain window pane
of what could be
and what could not
picture of thousands
tiny angelic footprints
of a walk in sterling skies
behind dark clouds
I touch the deep oceans
and the seas in each drop
Each drop a brief moment
of pure delight and thrill
In a breathe I lost it all
slowly they trickle down
thin traces of joy
It’s a strange place to be, your silence
In your silence I see my drifting soul
In your silence I feel your existence
In your silence I hear you drumming
In your silence I learn to swim and grow
My heart beating, long I walk in silence
My back on the ground, I look up the clear blue sky with shades of spring green, fresh and joyful. I watch the birds fly swiftly and quietly from one tree to the other, with hardly anyone noticing them. What do they know? How do they know where to fly, how far, how high to soar? But they fly. Free they fly…
Long time gone too soon
For time waits not for us
I wait to see you
Wondering where you are
I could ask for more
Because I want more, but
I couldn’t ask for more
It’s just so beautiful that you exist
My world is beautiful
Because and always you are…