Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Glory

I am in this country again.

This dream among a million dreams. This day among a thousand and one nights. This feeling among all these emotions. This poem among story tellers.

I meet her again.

This time among the overgrown weeds coated with morning dew. Spider webs hidden among flowers. Nectar dripping off thorns. The cracked and crumbling earth bearing the burden of my every movement. The choreographed birds appearing out of nowhere and disappearing into nothingness. The golden reflection of dawn in a puddle of water.

She greets me as if we were meeting for the first time.

Very soon, you reach the edge. It is not as far as you think it is. Often, it is just round the bend. And then, here you are. At the precipice. And nothing in front of you but a free fall. All the way down. All the way back. All the way.

It’s probably for the best anyway.


40 comments:

Silvermoon said...

You weave dichomoties with a golden pen. This piece instantly reminded me of a unique and glorious reunion with a former love: "precipice" and incredible "free fall". Ironically, I was reading prose I wrote only an hour ago,shortly after that dream come true several years ago....Other thoughts spring to my introspective mind as I re-read your piece, full of symbols, imagery, and the mountains of unsaid connections spiraling around this piece. Nice

silvermoon said...

dichotomies (Sorry- one of my hands is never in typing condition. I forgot to proofread.)

shyloh said...

This time among the overgrown weeds coated with morning dew. Spider webs hidden among flowers. Nectar dripping off thorns. The cracked and crumbling earth bearing the burden of my every movement.

I really love this. I guess cause I am a natural girl ha. I adore your work.
Aloha.

Cecilia said...

NOthing but a free fall...down that slanted moon. How captivating. The magic of meeting again. And thinking positively: that it was only for the best...anyway.

jawaher said...

I love how u organize ur idea and connect them in a way that creat real pictures ..no one can do that easily ...keep up :D

jason evans said...

Spider webs hidden among flowers.

A nice touch. And very true.

Rohit Talwar said...

magic. you write so well. you almost create pictures. awesome stuff. am in love with this piece

bluegreenflysplat said...

damn but sometimes you come up with such a winner... My favourite in ages and ages.

Oh, and thanks for that comment - the whole thing was unconsciously done. *bats eyelashes*

mermaid said...

I don't know how may times I've said this, but this is one of my favorites?

Why?

Hmmm...you write certain pieces that make the dream and the wakeful state one continuous sequence. I don't know where one ends and the other begins.

Everything affects everything: your weight on the earth, the air, the water, and all they contain around you.

bluegreenflysplat said...

Oh, and the title is apt. Mad, I have this mad, mad obsession with Love is all around... This fits right in...

Aradhita said...

As I have already told u before, this is a dream I see everynight nowadays.... just that the part about greeting him like this was the first time only came in my dream 2 nights back :) And here u are already captured it in words.. how do u do it??!!

Φ said...

been sometime since i read anything so subtle, sensible and exquiste..jus read thro most of your old posts and went thro the flckr blogs..am astounded..images you weave with words and the noises u make with images are splendid.. been great being here..
b back for more..

Prerona said...

well expressed. i wonder ... nevermind :)

i loved the part about 'she greets me as if we were ...'. reminded me of something. something that was unintenional, misinterpreted and thus hurtful

take care kiddo.

Blue Athena said...

Most have already said the obvious and what I wanted to say.

It's the understated that beckons me for a reread.

Lovely.

:)

musafir said...

"Very soon, you reach the edge. It is not as far as you think it is. Often, it is just round the bend. And then, here you are. At the precipice" -- you have this fascinating ability to plant small bits like this in your posts, which when taken out of the current context and viewed from a different perspective, lend the same words a whole new meaning.

Nice! It was only yesterday I was wondering when the next post would be up.

Just A Human said...

eng'aug,
I have a blog on my learnings on Blank and White. I really admire your work on flickr - awesome.
Pls do care to visit my blog
Black and White

Jay said...

"Spider webs hidden among flowers. Nectar dripping off thorns"

Nice.

Sushmit said...

brilliant weaving of words and moods!

Casablanca said...

I have to think up more innovative ways of saying 'nice piece'.... and you might have to think of more ways to say 'thanks' :)

aquamarine said...

sheer genius! what else can i say...
AquaM

Anamika said...

Hi .:A:.
Thanks for visiting my blog.
True, one knows its for the best yet there's a cry from the wilderness of one's heart, "Wish it was otherwise...!"
Beautiful as ever.

bluegreenflysplat said...

i'm reading this again. a first. just wanted you to know.

Manish Chauhan said...

The imagination of how memories arise from wilderness and set into wilderness again has a sweet but painful touch to it. You've captured it well. Meeting again, reminiscing again, breathing deep, looking at her, and losing again.
Didn't saw that love can be more poetic this way than other heady ways.

hdpal said...

Wonderful

Stormy Zephyr said...

Very nice 'A'.

Mrudula said...

Reminded me of the day when I met with a former boyfriend.

wandering dervish said...

is this all imagination?

Phoenix said...

sounds true, but i hope it is for the good

monks said...

Interesting. U read the odd paragraphs, it makes up for wat u want to tell. The even para makes it all the more interesting !
There r something u cant do with ur left brain ! For everything else u have MasterCard

Anne said...

the places where 'she' appears range from melancholy to hopeful. I wonder who 'she' is....

Extempore said...

'She' of a few posts ago is back, Augustus! Or at least so I think!

May I say how much I loved the last line? It was the perfect way to end this episode... because I think you will meet her again, my dear! :-)

. : A : . said...

Silvermoon, Manish Chauhan - Thanks for sharing your perspective through your beautiful words.

shyloh, jawaher, jason evans, Blue Athena, musafir, Jay, Sushmit, Anamika, hdpal, Stormy Zephyr - Thanks.

Cecilia - It was. :-)

Rohit Talwar, bluegreenflysplat, mermaid, aquamarine - Glad you liked it so.

Aradhita - Coincidence?

Φ - Glad to know that you enjoyed both. Look forward to having you around.

Prerona - Now you have to tell me ... what did you wonder?

Just A Human - Thanks for the invitation. Will drop by.

Casablanca - Sure. Will give it a shot.

Mrudula - Hope it was a good memeory.

wandering dervish - Mostly, yes.

Phoenix - Hhmmm. I think it is.

monks - Thanks for dropping by and commenting.

Anne - 'She' is many things. All 'she's are not the same.

Extempore - Which one? Maybe not.

Dreamy Eyed Gal said...

wow beautiful...yeah...all that happens,it happens for the best!!!

Rohit Talwar said...

time to update!

Aradhita said...

coincidence? again?? how many more to come?

. : A : . said...

mysterygal - Thanks.

Rohit Talwar - Very soon.

Aradhita - Really? Can't be.

Lorena said...

always so much intensity in your writing. i love the "choreographed birds" especially. beautiful writing :)

. : A : . said...

Lorena - Thanks for your wonderful words.

bert moth said...

Beautiful use of imagery... I especially liked this part: "Spider webs hidden among flowers. Nectar dripping off thorns."
The ending gave me a serene sense of destiny.

. : A : . said...

Ô¿Ô - Thanks.