Daily Cascade

Sights and Sounds To Write About

Prompt: Sights and Sounds
Which kinds of sounds, like the sound of rain or snow falling, and sights--sunsets, ocean, mountains, babies etc.--impress you the most and which kinds you wish to write about?

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Which kind? All kinds! Well, almost. It's because life itself is mesmerizing, and sights and sounds always leave an indelible mark on me. I wish I could write as beautifully and exactly as what I always experience nature's sights and sounds inside me.

Mostly and especially, I am fond of human expressions caught in a fleeting glance, a sad smile, a tender embrace, or a confused frown. This is because these kinds of sights become windows into the complexity of our human experience here on earth.

I don't know why I just wrote "here on earth." Would we be any different in space, in another galaxy? Something to think about, isn't it! This is how I usually confuse myself.

Talking about this place earth, its beauty of natural landscapes. the ocean, the forest, a starlit sky watched when away from the city lights, the colors of autumn and sunsets and sunrises can all be so captivating. Then, any city itself with its unique makeup--modern or decaying or in ruins as the remnant of an ancient civilization--can become something to behold.

When it comes to the sounds, nature itself has its own ongoing symphony. The calls of the birds, waves crashing against the rocks or softly sweeping the sands, the pitter-patter of a gentle rain or a loud thunder, all evoke a sense of wonder in me. In addition, there's the music, as human invention nevertheless, like a sonata, a folk tune, or a simple love song. All these suggest and produce specific happy or sad moods.

Surely, I 'd like to write about all those, but what mostly interests me is people. That is, people at work, people in a marketplace, a cafe, or at the train station, people who each carry their own personal stories. To them, a sunset may mean the passage of time, the inevitability of endings and the beauty of fleeting moments. For them, a melody long forgotten but now overheard can trigger beautiful or tragic memories, hinting at untold love, a personal struggle, or a limitless ambition.

So, from where I stand, people are the most important to write about in all creation, and only as an addition, sights and sounds become background supports or maybe threads to be woven into tales of our human condition.