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Drifting Sound

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Photo copyright: Pamela S Canepa

The night had arrived  bringing a gradual cooling. Slowly a mist was forming. The world was closing around me. The lights of humanity dimmed, then disappeared. Sounds faded as if being sucked into a void.

Horizontal bands of varying greys had taken over most of the sky. Only a single band of colour remained. It was as if time itself, desired to hang on to what had been.

Vague patches of pure black fought to cover what had been once colourful images. Hiding all traces of humanities intervention. For a few moments I was alone.

Then I lifted my eyes to the heavens. I was transfixed by the simmering world of the stars. Taken for a moment into the cosmos. Carried deep into humanities past. As if seeing briefly what had been. As I wait for my future. That which is yet to come. Breathing deep, I walk slowly home.


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    1. Hi Moon, thank you for such a lovely comment. I really appreciate it. I was fortunate with the prompt picture, for Drifting Sound was rather factual; being a response to my late night walk last night with my dog.

  1. Transfixed between past and future. When your character lifted his eyes to the heavens, I immediately thought of Psalm 121:1-2:

    I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
    From where shall my help come?
    My help comes from the Lord,
    Who made heaven and earth.

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