dawn at dusk

and it was trying... one drop on the windscreen... half hour later a couple smaller ones more... one drop on her arm as she stretched it out to feel it... and as she parked and made her way up the stairs a raven cackled wildly... as she sat rediscovering the song of her soul it drizzled... 

an amber light... a setting sun... falling leaves... and she remembered him..!

there it was... a loud cackle of thunder... 

moksha in the minions

silence... leaves rustle without a sound... an eagle glides quietly... the soul turns away beckoning a similar silence... when?

did... ?

did you walk under the cloudy sky? did you stare at the sunset? did you notice that white-headed eagle hovering above? did you tug at your hair and make a wistful wish? did you close your eyes to the darkness? did it embrace you...?

high on life...

as the journey becomes more important than the destination... as dreams begin to reach fruition! and as the quiescence gives way to a smile of hope and a wand of peace!

deeper in the whirlpool

she's fighting... she's fighting with herself to let go... she hates the fact she's breaking in her own soul.. she had promised to be strong... (promised to herself..) she asks herself why!

she can fake it to the whole world... she can blame it all on something else... but she knows deep within what it is.. she knows she's shivering at the thought...

this silence when it breaks will be a loud scream... this silence in all its benignity is a crashing bout of madness... a madness that is gripping her and ensconcing her with her each passing moment...

it is but her insanity maybe... it's rankling her right now...

...

and she crashes...

into silence!

(image credits to Sven Geier)

let go..

a sudden tryst with sanity has her up and awake... and the oft repeated question "what am i doing here" keeps her wide eyed for several moments... slowly she lets it all go... slowly she begins to float through it... and slowly... she settles down in nostalgia...!