The world is so big I seem to have no words for it.
Having been out there in it, I feel strangely silenced.
I journeyed forth and found myself in places I would never have expected, l
it with lights I never knew were burning,
whipped by wind I never knew could blow.
To travel so far and find my own self standing on some quiet shore, to hear my own footsteps clatter along the streets of unknown places, to gaze at the universe within a Victorian glass perfume bottle in a dusty vitrine: these things need to settle in my head.
I opened my mouth, and all my words have blown away.
For the time being.
7 comments:
For a post titled silence, you managed to say quite a bit! ;-)
Seriously fifi, I can only imagine how enthralling it all must have been. I'll be looking forward to your writing as your words return to you.
We can wait. Impatiently, mind you but we CAN wait.
OK, I just had to come over even though I'm way behind on a big paper I have to write ... I just wanted to see what you posted ... and once again, you manage to write something at once so pithy, sublime, and powerful. Fifi, you are, may I say, a truly graceful person with a soul of a poet.
Having said that, I have to agree with Rise about looking forward to a full-fledged entry with lots of pics about your travels!
They'll be back. You just need time to digest all your new experiences!
I will be waiting patiently.
I'm amazed you're posting at all after all that travelling. Catch your breath - we'll be waiting.
I miss travel, and the humility of knowing there is so much more in existence that you and your own.
You have taken my soul and pulled it out of its cage today.
Thank you, dear Fifi!
Post a Comment