Today is boring, today is dull. How can I float up high without looking at the sky? Keener eyes not grounded, but in the middle of this and that, hers and mine, cries and sighs, laughs and jitters, cuckoo and balderdash, all this and a pinch more with a tinge of lustrous gold, confronts me every lethargic moment asking me to be agile and give an answer not a reply, one that is worthwhile.
Sham, it is a sham, I shout. The next moment I am out in the middle of that riddle, attacked badly by the crowd. Glares wicked or kind, I tell you are invincible. Hush! Hush! Staying quiet is the key.
A fresh beginning, in between, for me as I get up to admire the quagmire that glows and shows me nothing. And what do I do? I hum a rhythm, I jig a little. Smoothly I begin dancing, hand movements and the twist and then the circle. Round and round and round.
I see an image in and around me crystallising, a translucent image, spreading like a wave, filling the ceiling, passing through the windows, leaving behind glorious dirt particles and a thin film of light. And so I sit and admire the ordinary.
Fabulous, absolutely fabulous..and the last para is even more incredibly beautiful…and the last line is the punch…thunderous applause. 🙂 🙂 🙂
Thank you so very much. I am glad you wrote the word beautiful, it adds to what I have expressed. 🙂
Well that is what it is. 🙂
🙂 Cheers!
Chimney tut tuut tu chimney ….
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