Every once in a while comes a time when we have the opportunity to feel jealous. We feel jealous when we understand something we don’t want to accept. What happens when you have to accept something you don’t understand...?..
(Sorry to borrow a line and the title from the movie BLOW! But it just fits the bill here!)
Mick had it all covered, he thought.
Yet it was a battle waiting to be fought.
One day he fell into a pit.
And the fall led him into her arms.
Her smile brought out the unseen sunshine.
But it threatened to set away.
That did not stop Mick from basking in its glory.
He lived for the day, and died in his dreams at night.
Every star in the sky spelt Gloria,
And the moon was a smiley curve.
Never had he heard a laugh that could echo in his head,
He hadn’t known a smile that would bloom a flower bed,
Eyes that twinkled, oh lord!! More stars??
The first touch, Mick recalls, was what did it all.
He knew not then of the magical fall.
A bond; beyond thought, over reasoning and above sense.
Often they spoke, through their eyes, when only the truth was told.
Their silence spoke more than their words,
And a sea of dolphins swam, when their eyes met,
To witness, what the beautiful horizon had predicted.
Blessed with nine smiles was she.
Smiled at him, like she smiled at none other. Was it the tenth one?
Mick called her out, and she came. She always did.
They pretended to eat, while they laughed away.
Dropped her home, right into the breeze.
She’d freeze, but she’d say not to make it ease.
That didn’t stop her, from riding the breeze again; and again.
He’d stop under that big tree, always.
The bark on top of his head always led to her balcony.
And Mick’s wicked smile always fancied that thought!!
Stay for a minute, he’d say and she would for a half,
Her smile would make up for the other half.
And then the night sky would accompany him home,
When the breeze, the moonlight and the other suspects swayed to his tune.
One day she asked him to go away.
Now those stars have eluded him,
It’s as if they came with her and left after her.
A lonely star twinkles sometimes, in a confined corner.
Mick says it reflects his life.
He’s not a fallen star, but his rise is dampened now.
The blue sky is not smiling a wish anymore.
Why did it all go away?
Was Mick not able to chisel the deal real fine?
Or probably like she once said, “Another place another time”.
Mick needs no answer. He never needed an answer.
But he has questions.
It looks like its all over, but the voices tell him that its not.
Maybe he wants to hear these voices, that don’t exist.
They make sense though, and now Mick has surrendered to his destiny.
He’ll walk to the sunset, to find his sunshine.
At the end of it all, was it worth it? Or was it just lament?
He concluded, “My ambition far exceeded my talent!”
