From the diary of a wandering soul...

Sunday, 23 September 2012

Silence...


That time...just before the walls crumble and crack and tumble down with mighty sounds of crushed hopes and unfulfilled dreams...and just before the wind gives its mighty war cry, triumphant at finally being able to penetrate those defenses that were never supposed to break, triumphant at finally being able to encompass the soul that those iron clad walls protected and being able to clutch it within its numbing fists at, gnawing at it like a hungry beast...just before the soul lets out its last piercing howl at the torment, the agony of being probed and touched and mercilessly bent and twisted and broken by unfriendly winds.

Just before that time there is a silence in the world...a few seconds of complete and utter soundlessness when the world itself is still...mourning the inexplicably cruel battle that was lost... it mourns the loss of what once was....and what could yet have been...if only the walls didn't break...if only the crack didn't widen...if only...Sigh! if only...

For just a few seconds the world stops and mourns in silence...honoring the soul that was soon to be lost forever...And then it all begins...


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