Monday, July 11, 2011

But first, here.

"At first I saw you everywhere. 
Now only in certain things, 
at longer intervals." 

— Louise Glück

For no matter how much clarity we tried to outline the expectations with, the beginning still brought us here.

Here.

Where your walls are down, and where my guards lounge with ease, too much ease. And where the course of friendship goes on, undisturbed, except now and then, with questions of what will come next, and where.

But first, here, where speech is low but devoid of sadness, where secrets spill out with the smiles that could not be suppressed, where rain could just as well be sunlight, the way it rolls with so little weight, where rainbows and stars are not strangers to each other, where frowns and facades are read, and construed with kindness and patience, where one takes, and then gives back, where childhoods brighten and dim, and commingle, brightening together, where one life touches the other and leaves little chance of either one staying ever the same again.

Yes, first, here.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like where you are. I've been there enough times to say this:

No amount of precaution, prevention, or outlining can ever stop the HERE which you described so eloquently, wherein your guards lounge easily, from arriving. Dismiss the guards or offer them a drink (till they take someone). "Here" is a good place. But something tells me "There" is better. Take your time, however. "Here" is notorious for arriving unannounced, and leaving abruptly.

CHANSONATA said...

This comment deserves a post of its own! =)

Yeah, am taking my sweet time. "There" seems a little scary, at this point. I don't wanna lose the "here" yet.