Greetings everyone,
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I don't know what should I talk about today... To be honest, I just look at the blank piece of paper before me , wandering about what shall I fill it with... At this moment, if I was a painter there would only be one thing I 'd like to draw: A little bit of blue sadness, illuminated with white brushes of joy and laughter... It's this familiar feeling of the summer slowly coming to an end...
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Our little summer company... Most of us left the previous week yet some still remain. As always, I 'd be the very last one to leave. As always I 'll try to absorb every single moment of the summer till it's very end. I 'll watch the small city being deserted little by little... The boats gradually disappearing from our coast. People leaving... The grass will grow wild again, and will soon be dancing to the will of the fall's wind. Soon our so loved azure sky will turn into a canvas of several shades of grey and heavy black clouds 'll start watering the earth with rain drops - all the savings they made during the summer will be wisely spend on every inch of land during the approaching winter.
Yesterday night I was with the kids - those of us who are left. It's a habit of us to spend every night at the beach. We are talking, playing games, having fun... Yet I always take some time off to watch the night sky. Oh, how I love the night sky! I love those stars! I feel like I could spend hours admiring their sparkling beauty! Always exclaim in surprise each time one of them is crossing the deep blue-black velvet of the night. This ravishing golden line separating the sky in two parts merely for some seconds and then vanishing, as if swallowed by darkness, as if the night will not tolerate anyone stealing away her own breathtaking performance. Can you believe it? Those falling stars, this wonderful effect that always takes us by surprise, it's nothing more that a single rock crashing in earths atmosphere while blazing up. A mere rock. Very similar to one of those we use to throw in the water just to watch them splashing the sea surface. A single rock putting up such an effort to make an impression. To curve its existence in silver and gold. To illuminate all it's way to oblivion. Wishes upon a star? I always wanted to wish upon a star. I even tried so many times. I always believed that those wishes will come true. But while watching the falling the star all I can do is stare in awe and yell " Oh! Look!!! It's a shooting star!" with a smile! I constantly forget about my wish. Part of me feels as if I would be abusing the beauty before me if I took advantage of the stars "death" for my own small ambitions and wishes. What about this stars wish? It's wish to engrave it's existence in our memory? Yet, what if each star's fall is a human's wish burning to come true?
With all those questions running through my mind, I stare at the sky every night. So I did yesterday. I could feel an unsightly breeze, barely caressing the silvery surface of the sea. It feels as if its whispering softly a little secret in our ears: "Winter is approaching again...", it said, "Get ready! Summer days will end soon...". And this warning still echoes in my mind.
I like winter, but I kind of adore the summer and I can't help but feel a little depressed knowing that it's over once again. I 'll miss the sea, all the swimming and surfing and playing in the water until the next summer.... Also, fall is such a depressing season...! Even if the earth is all dressed in gold, and the leaves are dancing around the streets, one can clearly sense that it's this moment of the year where the summer and winter collide and my hear is torn between the enchanting endless blue of the summer and the white majesty of winter (even though it barely snows where I am). Fall feels as if the earth goes back to sleep...
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Yet I guess every season has it's own beauties. Summer 2015 we'll wait for you!!! Until then, Hello September! Surprise us! ;)
-E.
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| (I just had to add this pic... as a Harry Potter fan I am! :D ) |
