In memory of Achan on his seventh death anniversary-
With music in my ears and endless thoughts in my head…
I walk the road I walk every morning.
My feet stumbling on the rejects of yesterday,
My eyes set at the farthest horizon in the sky.
The silence of the morning let out a gentle sigh
The stripped silhouettes of the trees shivering…
The road was deserted and silent but for my footsteps
My footsteps…that tore the silence gently before it weaved it back on again!
I looked around and I saw nothing but darkness…
And in the darkness the street spilled with sighing corners
That seemed to scream in shrilling silence …
At the subdued spires and their wavering shadows!
The silence was eerie and the darkness fierce
The corners came alive with nightmares of unknown
My heart thumped at the slightest sound or rustle
And I thought I must run, for I felt alone and afraid!
I walked faster, my footsteps getting louder and louder
I cut through darkness, chanting the prayers I never chanted…
There were the footsteps, the heart beats and the faint mumble of chants
And I remember, strangely, the silence thinned after a while!
Although I felt much less afraid , I was still scanning in caution…
My pace slowed down but my ears sharpened…as I thought-
a second sound in the distance echoing all the way….
A second sound, other than my racing frenzied footsteps!
At first I thought, I was just hearing things, a figment of my mind perhaps!
But it sent a chill down my spine when I harked, no it wasn’t…
No it wasn’t ; it wasn’t an echo or an illusion….there was a second sound… and-
With every passing moment the, second sound, a footstep ; was getting closer and closer!
When I slowed my pace it seemed to slow its pace
When I ran, it ran with me and when I paused ,it did that too..
Finally…with my heart in my mouth I turned back to look…and to my surprise…
There was no one, not even a single soul to the farthest corner of my sight!
I walked forward slowly, feeling confused, the footsteps still ringing in my ear…
It came closer and closer and stopped when I it felt right behind me!
At that moment I felt a nudge, I stopped there and closed my eyes
I wasn’t afraid, I wasn’t running away…I was smiling…as I stood there under the cherry blossoms!
I stood there under the cherry blossoms, without a fear or care in the world
I stood there in the bliss of knowing I will always be followed no matter where!
When the darkness blinds my vision and when the silence scream at me…
I know now to hark for your footsteps that will always be following me!
I remembered the days I learnt to walk when you held my hands and walked my steps…
I remembered how I tried to match those footsteps…when I walked beside you…
I may never fill the footprints you left back…I may never walk with you …
I may never hold your hands again…I may never follow you….
But I realised under that cherry tree…with shining dewdrops on my face
That when I am afraid and lonely, when I am on that deserted walk of life…
I will not run again, when the darkness scares me, I will close my eyes under the cherry tree-
Your footsteps will be close behind … I will just stand, and listen…your footsteps will be close behind!
I walk the road I walk every morning.
My feet stumbling on the rejects of yesterday,
My eyes set at the farthest horizon in the sky.
The silence of the morning let out a gentle sigh
The stripped silhouettes of the trees shivering…
The road was deserted and silent but for my footsteps
My footsteps…that tore the silence gently before it weaved it back on again!
I looked around and I saw nothing but darkness…
And in the darkness the street spilled with sighing corners
That seemed to scream in shrilling silence …
At the subdued spires and their wavering shadows!
The silence was eerie and the darkness fierce
The corners came alive with nightmares of unknown
My heart thumped at the slightest sound or rustle
And I thought I must run, for I felt alone and afraid!
I walked faster, my footsteps getting louder and louder
I cut through darkness, chanting the prayers I never chanted…
There were the footsteps, the heart beats and the faint mumble of chants
And I remember, strangely, the silence thinned after a while!
Although I felt much less afraid , I was still scanning in caution…
My pace slowed down but my ears sharpened…as I thought-
a second sound in the distance echoing all the way….
A second sound, other than my racing frenzied footsteps!
At first I thought, I was just hearing things, a figment of my mind perhaps!
But it sent a chill down my spine when I harked, no it wasn’t…
No it wasn’t ; it wasn’t an echo or an illusion….there was a second sound… and-
With every passing moment the, second sound, a footstep ; was getting closer and closer!
When I slowed my pace it seemed to slow its pace
When I ran, it ran with me and when I paused ,it did that too..
Finally…with my heart in my mouth I turned back to look…and to my surprise…
There was no one, not even a single soul to the farthest corner of my sight!
I walked forward slowly, feeling confused, the footsteps still ringing in my ear…
It came closer and closer and stopped when I it felt right behind me!
At that moment I felt a nudge, I stopped there and closed my eyes
I wasn’t afraid, I wasn’t running away…I was smiling…as I stood there under the cherry blossoms!
I stood there under the cherry blossoms, without a fear or care in the world
I stood there in the bliss of knowing I will always be followed no matter where!
When the darkness blinds my vision and when the silence scream at me…
I know now to hark for your footsteps that will always be following me!
I remembered the days I learnt to walk when you held my hands and walked my steps…
I remembered how I tried to match those footsteps…when I walked beside you…
I may never fill the footprints you left back…I may never walk with you …
I may never hold your hands again…I may never follow you….
But I realised under that cherry tree…with shining dewdrops on my face
That when I am afraid and lonely, when I am on that deserted walk of life…
I will not run again, when the darkness scares me, I will close my eyes under the cherry tree-
Your footsteps will be close behind … I will just stand, and listen…your footsteps will be close behind!
2 comments:
"I feel a rush of words in my mind,
But now my silence speaks louder than ever"
Nice one Anju...
:)
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