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That silent place, in which nothing lies but oneself, I miss that sky that got lost. |
Seeing through the window of the room, I look at the open sky, the blue sky of the desert, a sky without clouds, just the huge blue up there. It reminds me of that old place, that place which I can't seem to go back to, That place in which there was only silence, there was no sound at all. That place in my mind, in which it was just me and that huge white space of nothing. I miss it. That place which had nothing, yet at the same time had all in it. Back then, after an accident I woke up seeing the ceiling of the hospital bedroom, nothing really seemed out of place, I knew it was a hospital, yet there was something wrong, who was I, why I was in a hospital in the first place, why my head had an aching pain. Too many questions without answer, so I just saw through the window. The big blue sky, without any cloud just seemed so peaceful, and inside of my head a silence of nothing, I didn't care of anything. It was just me and the sky, both of us in a silent peace... my mind and the sky weren't so different: "Both open, nothing to cloud the open space, just a big space of nothing but silence, nothing passing by breaking the tranquility, just us in a moment of unity" A doctor later came to tell me of my accident, truth be told, I didn't care. I was watching through the window, at the open sky, I didn't wanted to know anything, for I was at peace in the silent space of my mind, a peace I didn't wanted to be disturbed, so I told him if he could please go, for I felt tired. He left, and I had lied, I lied to keep my peace of mind. I enjoyed the moment in which my mind was like the sky outside, clear of any cloud disturbing it. Sadly, the clouds would not take long to invade the sky outside of my window, and almost at the same time, the clouds of memories came through the window of my head, bringing with them a storm, raining outside and at the same time, raining inside my head, the roar of thunder breaking the silence of my mind. My mind and the sky weren't so different: "Both of us had cloud which broke our peace, the roar of thunder breaking the silence, and the rain falling just like problems" I was later told I was okay as my memories had come back, I left the hospital with my family, yet, I didn't felt better I felt sad, for I had lost that peace of my mind, that silent place of stillness. I had lost my sky, and I had no means to bring it back... |