She ran from him just fast enough so he could catch her,
and he followed as he knew he should.
When the wind blew and the leaves on the trees rustled you would expect them to feel the chill of the air
but between them there was only heat.
It emitted from every pore, from every breath, from every inch of them both.
For the first time in his life he could feel the rotation of the earth.
In fact, he swore he could hear it move.
No quiet night had ever been so loud.
No act of defiance had ever been so in tune with its surroundings.
She ran from him just fast enough so he could catch her,
and he followed as he knew he should.
Until she stopped to turn and face him,
by a tree,
near a brook,
and with one look,
they were naked in the garden.
Divide me by Infinity
A heritage of dreams deferred is your Ego’s inheritance, but the universe is the birthright of your soul.
Divide me by infinity and I’ll be the same thing I was when I started
inside you
in this place
here.
“If you surrender to the air, you could ride it.” ~Toni Morrison
I stumble through the mist short of air and bloody.
My hair is wet from the rain, my heart is pounding in fear of what’s next to come. SHCRAACK! The crunch and crackle of metal striking metal and glass shattering echoes in the air. This is the end of times. I am in a war zone, lost in the chaos — my senses abandoned to frantic emotion. Whatever adrenaline was meant to kick-in, hasn’t. I hear what sounds like a faint whistle increasing in my ear to a loud excruciating screech as a massive gust of wind blows beside me and I briefly see an object graze my side. It shoots past my shoulder. I turn to make out what it was; but before my eyes can even adjust focus, they are blinded by heat and light.
I awake.
My eyes open only to cower back into their lids. The sun is bright hot and I can feel it on my face. Even with my eyes closed, I can tell I am being carried on a gurney. I let the pain settle in and take another attempt at opening my eyes. This time the pain is more bearable. As my eyes open, I see two soldiers carrying me, but I can’t make out the colors or the emblem on their uniforms.
“She is awake” says one.
“Lucky her” says the other sarcastically.
He’s right. I go back to sleep hoping not to wake up.
Silence is patience wading in the waters of a frantic wake, sleeping in the settled unrest of chaos, killing time to live forever. To fear God is to run with reckless abandon into the unknown, blind, naked and famished for certainty, in debt to nothing but your dreams.
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