“Oh is it?”
“Well… yes…”
We gazed into each others eyes. He smiled, causing me to frown and grin. It was this one thing that caused me to fall defenseless- his scrutinizing eyes and smile.
“Tell me, why can’t we fly?”
I looked at him. “We don’t want to.”
He nodded, “Have you ever flied?”
I looked up and said, “Yes…”
“Feels elevating, doesn’t it?”
I laughed, “Of course!”
We both smiled and walked on the sands.
I stopped in my tracks. He went on walking, like there had never been anyone walking beside him and staring far across the sea.
“I knew there never was anyone,
And there won’t ever be.
I know that I can be,
And that maybe I am.
I know that there is someone,
But I don’t want it to be;
And if it really is, for it to come to me.”
He looked back at me, interrupting my thoughts. I went to him. He just continued to stare at the sea. I did the same.
“What is …” but I stopped and went away from him, in the opposite direction. I looked back. He was smiling to himself. I was left in a daze.
“Why is it that you are but never seem to be?
Why is it that you look, but it seems lost?
Why is it that you live, but don’t seem alive?
Why is it that you know, but never seem to have heard?”
He came to me.
“Let’s go.” He said.
We walked back near the shore and sat on the sand.
“Do you know that this horizon is not really there?”
“Well it is, isn’t it?”
“No. To you it is, not me.”
“Well…”
“If you think it is there, it will be. If not, the sea may continue to be beyond or …”
“Or…”
“Maybe you have seen the shore already.”
His eyes pierced into mine. Did he know what I was thinking?
“If I have seen the shore…”
And I did see it that day- in the depth of his eyes which told all I needed to know and the touch of his hand which had finally found mine.
“Well… yes…”
We gazed into each others eyes. He smiled, causing me to frown and grin. It was this one thing that caused me to fall defenseless- his scrutinizing eyes and smile.
“Tell me, why can’t we fly?”
I looked at him. “We don’t want to.”
He nodded, “Have you ever flied?”
I looked up and said, “Yes…”
“Feels elevating, doesn’t it?”
I laughed, “Of course!”
We both smiled and walked on the sands.
I stopped in my tracks. He went on walking, like there had never been anyone walking beside him and staring far across the sea.
“I knew there never was anyone,
And there won’t ever be.
I know that I can be,
And that maybe I am.
I know that there is someone,
But I don’t want it to be;
And if it really is, for it to come to me.”
He looked back at me, interrupting my thoughts. I went to him. He just continued to stare at the sea. I did the same.
“What is …” but I stopped and went away from him, in the opposite direction. I looked back. He was smiling to himself. I was left in a daze.
“Why is it that you are but never seem to be?
Why is it that you look, but it seems lost?
Why is it that you live, but don’t seem alive?
Why is it that you know, but never seem to have heard?”
He came to me.
“Let’s go.” He said.
We walked back near the shore and sat on the sand.
“Do you know that this horizon is not really there?”
“Well it is, isn’t it?”
“No. To you it is, not me.”
“Well…”
“If you think it is there, it will be. If not, the sea may continue to be beyond or …”
“Or…”
“Maybe you have seen the shore already.”
His eyes pierced into mine. Did he know what I was thinking?
“If I have seen the shore…”
And I did see it that day- in the depth of his eyes which told all I needed to know and the touch of his hand which had finally found mine.
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