Today I climbed up on Cetatuia to see the city again. Winter still keeps its hold up there, among the trees and the wind. It was quiet... barely any people, and most of them just lounging in the sun, like oddly-shaped cats. We're having blue skies and distant memories for breakfast, lunch and dinner these days.
I took a long walk as I once used to. Just myself dancing with my shadow and my thoughts in a never ending ballet number. I think it's the story of a tragedy, personally, but you never know when a hint of comedy might creep in.
It was soothing to see the river sparkling and glittering in the light of noon... the same that flows through my own town. Soothing to see the sunlight flooding all corners and banishing all mystery. I have no love for the dark, but for the day. For eyes looking upon me with kindness and joy, for a candle lit with a trembling hand and unwavering love in One Most High.
I love because I need do nothing else. Because by loving I live. I am happy in solitude, yet I need someone else to take comfort in. I now know how it is to be loved back by the man I love: I finally had and have my love story. Only this time it was not unrequited, as all others were.
Peace, joy and all good things your way, with bright stars in the sky and the Sun in your hearts. Doamne ajuta!
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