I wrote this as an attempt to find a reprieve from the gloom of my grandfather's funeral earlier this month. I'm hoping to make it part of a larger chronical of the experience.
What it must be like to be one of them! Hiding in a cloud, waiting to dance on the wind and fulfill a glorious destiny of death and rebirth. To alone be meaningless, but to share the confidence of billions who are ready to cause such beautiful chaos. To be given a powerfully soothing melody to play upon the shoulders of poor lost souls below. To make instruments of even the most mundane of surfaces! To celebrate victory in sodden pavement beds… and to march defiantly through the gutters, where it is said nothing beautiful belongs. To come to a satisfied and peaceful rest awaiting the return of the sun to raise his children back up to the sky above.I can only sigh, letting the air they have helped make cool and crisp into my lungs.
Oh, to be a drop of rain.
6 comments:
This is so poetic and touching.thank you for posting. What was your inspiration for this?
I really enjoyed this piece. I would definitey like to see you play this one out. I love stories that look at the small and make them the most important. It is really beautiful. I am sorry about your Grandfather. I hope you are doing better!
Ralph, This is beautifully written, poetic, lyrical and so sensual. I love this kind of prose and strive to do it myself. You have certainly got a beginning of some profoundly deep feelings that can be put into such a moving piece of work. I agree with the other comments (take something small and make it important). I especially loved some of the phrases you used: To be given a powerfully soothing melody to play upon the shoulders of poor lost souls below. To make instruments of even the most mundane of surfaces!... these are fabulous. Keep up the good work.
I love the line about how people say nothing beautiful belongs in the gutter. Great piece.
This was so beautiful...it could make some really amazing prose in a larger piece or I can even see this being shaped into a great prose poem. Amazing writing...
I can't wait to see what really develops from this piece. I think it would make a good prose poem. You should write it from the raindrops point-of-view and see where that takes you.
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