Today… Tomorrow… Always…

I had to do it, so I asked “Why not?”. But my mind was already somewhere far, rejecting the rejection of another soul in pain. Even the strongest magnet would run away from it. It was too hard to handle. To sharp to be heared. Too loud to be hidden… Yet transparent to sight…

I will never forget today. The sun, the stroll, the warmth around and… And that pair of eyes… that voice… each and every step going to where I was afraid to get…

The road ahead and cars passing by… Two pair of shoes moving in silent mode… To pair of hands playing their part. Of nothingness… A laugh and the crying heart inside my chest… Happy eyes, but wounded soul… No mask this time, rather a pair of sad eyelashes. Acting behind the curtains… The curtains of light.

A walk to remember… Or to desperately erase from the library of my mind…

That joyful feeling was no longer there.. Something was happening, yet I was failing to see… The smiling ray was so deceiving! It just wanted to play around, ignoring the bitterness a human shape would experience and a falling heart was singing…

Today was way different from any others… I knew it was the last… I knew that the last glimpse of hope would fade by the time we got back…

Yet we kept on moving, following a shadow I would happily embrace. I asked for it and I was given. Yet, nothing of what I hoped for. Distance did befriend my sight, though you struggled to make me feel at peace. But nothing would succeed. Not even the warmest tone of that voice I still crave for.

I had to do it, so I asked “Why not?”. But my mind was already somewhere far, rejecting the rejection of another soul in pain. Even the strongest magnet would run away from it. It was too hard to handle. To sharp to be heard. Too loud to be hidden… Yet transparent to sight…

Goodbye my love

Hope struggled, watching the hand of a cord wrapping it. Than it was hung… Merciless… Hung to the clouds and taken into a long travel among the stars. Though it was daylight. But who cared? Just an insignificant detail, making a difference to the rest of the world. A world that didn’t know. Didn’t see, didn’t hear and didn’t care!

Someone died. It was me. Inside. That me loving a you… Everything and anything… Every inch I never touched.

[listen to: Demis Russous – Goodbye, my love, goodbye]

Words follow the tears to the ground, in an already defeated attempt of catching them. There’s nothing left…

Just another life ahead. Another hope to be born… Another… Another what? Another someone to be found? Can this be? By when? But how? Impossible is what I see right there…

The funeral of hope is on its way… A mourning soul mumbles around… Nothing can be now. No comfort and no smile. No moving lips or hearing ears. Just a steady being, breathing slower than a fainting rose’s petal.

The moon wants to caress my hair, but darkness successfully removes it! It’s been too much… No one can overlook the bleeding scar… Yet, no one can wake me from this frightening nightmare. Screaming would try in vain to wake my senses… As all is gone and there’s no “Come back!”.

My dream just slipped and broke its wings! But I thank you for being fair…

A.

Look at me…

Go back for a few light-years and see where you come from. Where I come from. What was between and what has become. Now, do you see? No? Search deeper and you’ll find out. Everything is there.

     I’m far from perfect. But just look at me. See me through… I have a shape, but look beyond. Search for the energy… Discover mine, than look for yours. Alike me, you’re far from perfect. But look beyond the surface. Dig into your own soul. And acknowledge its shine. And there, you will find me, standing beside you. Waiting. For you to come, so that we can explore together.

     Go back for a few light-years and see where you come from. Where I come from. What was between and what has become. Now, do you see? No? Search deeper and you’ll find out. Everything is there. You are there, I am there. Both of us understand, both of us see… But our energies need to come together. Our hands to touch, our lips to melt and our souls to dance. Would you… Dance a waltz with me? Or… Maybe a tango? We can choose together, there’s no need to rush. One step at a time and we’ll get the perfect routine. The time is all ours and no one can steal that. They see, but they can’t touch. Is only us that count in this game for 2.

     Now, do you see? See what you’ve done? It’s all because of you. Because of your beautiful mind and your power to inspire. That’s what you made be do. That’s how I see the world now. And it’s all because of you. All because of the feelings you’ve made me reveal. To my own self, first of all. And all the power I found within and I am now ready to show the world. But what about your power? Don’t you see it? Well, I do. Is buried deep. Go search for it. Or, even better, let me help you read between the lines of the book you’ve never written. I’ll read for you, while you have your rest.

lovers in bloom
Credits: http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2016/07/new-swirling-psychedelic-illustrations-by-james-r-eads/

     The world knows nothing, and neither do I. Nor you. Not a bit about you and not a bit about myself. But we’re both learning. We learn to believe, we learn to fly, we learn to understand and we learn to love. But I know that YOU are here to stay beside me. And I am here to stay beside you. I will wrap your hands in freedom; I will kiss those lips that speak their truth; I will glance at those eyes that see the beauty of a soul; and I will softly touch that heart that beats on the rhythm of goodwill. I will be the gatekeeper of this treasure, banishing disappointment and despair, but rising a fortress of trust.

     Baby, we have an empire to build. Brick by brick, thought by thought, touch by touch, step by step… Care doesn’t lack here, rather has its own stage. The music surrounding us is deaf to others, but is piano to us. Just listen. Listen carefully. Then learn the notes and we will sing along. You won’t believe the sublime, crystal clear sound our voices turned to one can make.

     [listen to: Oasis – Kygo ft. FOXES (Cover By Jasmine Thompson)]

     Then take a look at me. At you. At us… This is it! This is you and this is me… This is us.

     

Love,
A.

Elpis, Salina and Tykhe

   Why did you, Pandora, ever open the jar? Why would you let evil escape but kept hope a prisoner? Why did you hold on to it so badly? But lastly unleashed it as well? Why would hatred quickly take over humanity, but hope had to wander in finding a vessel? And what about wishes? Are they born out of hope? And luck?

We oftenly call for hope’s name… We hang on to the thinest thread… We enjoy every little spark that could point to hope. We aim for the sky with our eyes wide open… Looking for Elpis. Looking for that ray of light that would finally help us have it. It? The wish… Granted by an evil geenie… But no, you’re not an evil geenie, you’re a fairy, as wishes get granted…

There’s a saying: “Watch out what you wish for, as it may come true.” Can’t wait for Salina to greet me and wrap me in a bit of violet mist… I’m the “Grant my wish and see what’s next; I’m ready to take any chances” type. So I let Salina take over my mind and soul… And make aquintances: Elpis, meet Salina! May you both join forces and work on our behalf… Our? Yes. For us. Us people.

Wishes keep us searching for the puzzle pieces, one way or another, hope keeps us moving through the maze. The final piece is in our hands, with a bit of luck.

Tykhe, meet Salina and Elpis. Toss the dice and and keep things moving. Till we all become willow trees…

Love,

A.