Thursday, March 5, 2009
Las Olas
It starts off quietly, almost without warning.
The sound then picks up at rapid speed.
Almost simultaneously as it reaches it's climax-it ends.
Abruptly.
Another happens just as the other stops.
The only thing I may be able to see is the stars in the sky,
and although the waves aren't visible, I know they're there.
Not because I can hear them, but because I can feel them.
Some may be stronger than others, and some get by without notice.
But the beauty of them is no less.
They are brief, unique moments in time that have the power to
stop all rational train of thought-and escape from our everyday lives-
and just live.
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