Its really late and the house completely silent.. with the night lights on fire across the sea.. forming myriad colorful inroads into its heart.. seeking to catch their own reflections.. beautiful.. teasing.. radiant.. spoke to my nephew yday.. at the edge of a cliff.. ready to jump.. not in fear.. not in devastation.. but with sheer wondrous exhilaration of the unexpected.. of the gift of life.. of making sense of the seeming gibberish written so far.. a bold step.. at once tentative.. at once hopeful.. a step nevertheless.. we are so deeply embroiled in our lives.. every word .. every expression.. every thought so indelibly defining our moments that we have no time left to see the maze we are stuck in.. why are we roaming in this maze.. we are just not even trying to find a way out.. we have even forgotten this is a maze.. accepting it as our path we are passing our life and settling down there.. can we rise above the words.. can we hear our own music.. rapt.. beatific.. transfixed.. as the world passes by.. touched by the beauty within.. in trying to prove ourselves to others we fail ourselves miserably..
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