miércoles, 17 de agosto de 2016

Spring break

Winter was long, so long I forgot when did it start. Some weeks were warm and nice, but it was just an illusion, winter didn't want to end, storm after storm, snowfall after snowfall... An endless winter that made my bones hurt, my mind felt caged and my wounds remained open. How where them supposed to close and heal if it was always raining and then tears froze and opened the wounds again? Such a pointless war, you cannot fight against elements, but you think you do until you break, until you realise you resistance is in vain, a waste of energy that may help winter to kill you. You won't even feel it, you'll just fall asleep and never wake up again, another figure, a trophy for winter, a foolish fish that thought it was different, that the river wasn't so hard, that it was going in the right direction instead of opposite. Poor thing, it's lifeless now.

I finally decided to just stay there, look around, pretend to be another lifeless petrified figure with no expectations, not wanting to fight anymore, ready to live and die there. Seeing just that small corner of the world was boring but safe, no imagination, I even believed I had no wounds anymore, it didn't hurt... I was too cold to feel a thing. Maybe that was another way to die in that winter, a peaceful one, a silly one too. It was too late to change my position, snow started to trap me, it moved up crossing my legs, making me its. I closed my eyes, ready to be one with snow...

After so many time I forgot how heat feels, how did the hot sunbeams feel? I believed that was going to be my last question in life, so sad and piteous to die with that question after giving up. But something was about to change, the weirdest sensation I could think of, something that was making snow go away, taking away the ice on my wounds. I tried to look up, but I was blinded after that grey shaded world, because snow wasn't white anymore... until then, everything seemed to be wrapped in a pure white light. Was it the heat again? Was there a star so close that it was burning me? I don't remember much from that moment, only that I felt taken away.

When I woke up again everything was so different, winter was over, sun was as warm and bright as ever and life never seemed so colourful before. Seeing the sky, the animals and plants, a planet full of life again, full of hopes, dreams and imagination that it could make you feel like in cloud, safe once again.


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