Saturday, July 24, 2010

Washed away

It's truly incredible on this Friday night. I'm sitting on the sofa looking at our big bay windows overlooking Port au Prince. A few minutes ago, I could see the lights of the entire city sparkling back at me, tempting me with the adventures and human lives that hide under each light.

Now I see nothing but gray. Dark, dark gray. I guess my house - my mountain - is in a cloud now, but it looks like the city has been washed away.

Just like the story in my heart. Just like the words in my soul. The thoughts and emotions that are usually competing for space in my mind and begging to be put in words on paper - or a computer screen, as the case may be... they've been washed away - or at least are hidden by the cloud in which I stand.

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