Monday, May 24, 2010

An Excerpt From A Notebook...

There are days when I lie down in the freshly cut grass on top of a hill...in the stillness of the night...and just be totally absorbed in the distant twilight. The faint glow spawns vivid memories that are embedded deep within the crevices of the intricately designed brain of mine. I gaze at the stars and without recognition I notice myself humming a tune that is strangely familiar and yet totally unfamiliar.

It's nostalgic even!!...giving me a sense of something tangible. Suddenly...I realize my watery eyes.

I stop humming and yet I continue to hear the tune...LOUD and CLEAR...

Soft breeze passes by...blowing locks of my hair towards my face. It feels like someone just ruffled up my hair....That nostalgic feeling takes over me once again.

The forgotten memories from long ago...

Another swift smooth breeze sweeps past again and it feels like someone just parted my hair exposing the glowing brown eyes hidden within...the gentle breeze felt almost like a soft hand grazing past my forehead.

The tune reaches its height. My gaze completely in tune to the stars and yet what I see are not just the stars...but a vivid scene replaying right in front of me. There...in the background is that strangely familiar tune playing and I feel the soft whispers in my ears...inaudible and yet audible. It's so hard to explain...

The rustle of the leaves add to the strange sensation... I am sitting by the tree on the top of the hill on that particularly quiet night...similar to today...only difference is that there is my parents sitting just beside me...embracing me as I enjoy the twinkling of the distant stars with a smile on my face.

The memories of those lost whispers...an unforgotten promise they had made...to never leave me alone...
I stare at the distant stars with my vacant watery eyes...and those whispers grow louder...
WHISPERS of the promise they had made so long ago...to leave an imprint forever tacked on in the distant universe...that from there they will be watching over me as I grow old.

Those sweet whispers that is suddenly fading away as the wind slowly migrates away from this hill...silencing the once exuberant rustles amongst the leaves. This unbearable silence extends...enveloping me...crushing that nostalgia...and I no longer hear the tune.

Those ever so precious whispers...that unforgettable tune....Oh how I long for it to not fade away...

I try to hum like before...wishing to be not left alone for just a moment longer....just a MINUTE longer....
But no voice come out from my mouth...no external sounds are audible even...it's as if suddenly there is an existence of a vacuum that previously didn't exist...

The place that brought me so much joy once...suddenly stopped being one and the tears consumed my once watery eyes and continued to flow...FLOW like a rampant river during the massive flood...

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