it's never enough

i was around maybe..twenty one...or maybe...twenty two...and it was my birthday...I was sitting outside on a porch of someone elses' house...I had just cleaned my boyfriends room and was waiting for him to return (from work or some party)...it was storming outside...so I was listening...because I always love to listen to the wind the rain and the sky..but this time was different.

it was storming for sure...just like many other times. but this times it sounded "circular" there was a sound above that resonated...like...as if...imagine somebody touching their fingers on a wine glass...only this sound was encompassing the whole sky. the whole sky. the circufrance was huge. it made me want to cry and laugh at the same time. I could hardly believe my ears.

I heard this sound. resonate around me...and through the storm.

I listened to it for hours...totally en-tranzed. the roommate that lived at the house of my ex boyfriend, Ariel, she asked me what I was doing outside, and I said I was listening, and I asked her, don't you hear it? the sound....circling above like a crystal glass bigger than we can ever imagine? bigger than we can make sound? she waited a while...enough to hear it...but I couldn't tell if she was saying she did hear it to appease me or because she really did. the look in her eyes told me that she did. anyways it doesn't matter because I heard it. and it was.....with or without me hearing it.

out of this world.

to this day...I don't know what that sound was....and never will...but it was..beautiful...

surely that was one of my darkest hours...happy to hear some bells...in the darkness...

I carry on...as all energy does...we go on...

I'm just grateful for the sound of creativity and life.

this is what I am alive for.

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