Random thoughts of the night (August 05)

Written on 8th August 2005, 10.16pm

As the glowing pink started to fade into the horizon,
the day seemed to have declared its rest,
and it turned navy blue.
A few puffs of grey suspended,
as they slowing drift away to reveal what it concealed.

Ship lights shimmer from afar,
the moon, a coy thin smile.
Scattered shining dust seemed to have dimmed,
i wonder why the sky is clear, the sparklers are not.
Those recurring sounds of water against sand.
Somehow the feeling tonight is very different.
And i sat there, tasting time.

Who says time is all elegant?
Time is merely a lazy suzy, a spinning roulette.
Stand in the center, everything spins around you.
Stand at the side, you spin around everything.

Spinning spinning spinning.
In the end you are at where you began.
But then again, i enjoy the spin.

Felt wrapped hammers in soft contact with strings.
Worn, rough skin in tense contact with strings.
I am grateful that man is bestowed upon the ability to create melodies.

For life in many ways, is just a melody.

I still wondered what happened to the stars.