The sun’s rays filtered through the sea of
clouds, beams of golden light breaking through a blanket of light grey. A sense
of calm rested on the land that rolled on and on below me. The plane was quiet,
the only sounds being the soft “shhh....shhh” of rustling clothing and the
music that played in my ears. It was sunrise and though I realized I would not
see its glow as I had hoped due to the clouds, the shafts of light breaking
through them were silent spectacles on their own. But I knew that the world
spun too quickly, too soon and I would have to leave this serenely silent
atmosphere. “Let me rest here a while longer” I thought, as the music lulled me
into a dreamless sleep.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
The Starry Sky
I lay on the cool
grass, embraced by the night air. The sky smiled brightly down on me with its
countless stars, each one glimmering in the ink-black night. A firefly flitted
above me and hovered by my arm with its soft glow before disappearing into the
darkness. The night whispered stories into my ear, and though I did not
understand the language in which it spoke, I smiled nonetheless. The music of
night creatures played softly, a gentle lullaby. As the night breeze rustled my
hair, I drifted into slumber.
Pages by Espresso
I tapped my pencil
against the journal page as the sweet aroma of coffee swirled around me and
mixed with the smell of morning rain. “What to write,” I whispered to the light
grey sky, but of course it gave no reply. A boy with his flying plaid scarf
cycled past me and a woman rushed by to catch the train; it passed all too
quickly, as it spanned only the time it took to raise the cup of coffee to my
lips. And as I sipped the drink and caught the cool Autumn breeze I realized
that the world spun too quickly or perhaps we rushed too quickly in this world
that already spun at the perfect speed. “I should write about this,” I thought
until I realized I had been writing all along. As I continued writing, again I
caught the aroma of coffee which swirled around me and mixed with the smell of
morning rain.
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