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Sunday, October 23, 2016

When She speaks

So it's been a pretty long time since I last blogged. Quite a bit has happened then. I went to the states for the first time and had a blast; met up with old friends and created memories with new ones. I've also gotten my first bonus cheque and got my first promotion. :) Still trying to get used to the whole work life thing that's going on and hopefully I'll feel more at home in my second year. Not really in a mood to go into details today so I guess I'll just leave with this.



When She speaks
Cause'
you can hear the crickets chirp
and listen to the song of the rattlesnake,
the rush of the majestic waterfall
and the welts decorating your forehead.
You feel the drop of Fahrenheit
and the stillness of the wind.
You taste the sweetness of dawn
and the saltiness on your skin.

The world speaks to you with the ole' familiar tongue,
drawing its passionate energy from our one glorious sun.

From the smell of morning dew on each tiny blade of grass,
to chasing after dandelions dancing beside you fast,
from the trees that sway indulgently to the rhythm of your beat,
to the ground that twirl uninhibited to the music of your feet.

You see,

the flowers, they bloom, for just that sparkle in your eye;
exuding parallel magnificence as the milky way in our dark night sky.
The stars, they glow together, with the warmth oozing from your heart,
bringing soft serenity as the dreams begin to start.

And as our little earth falls quietly in slumber,
the glitter magic burns vibrant,
secretly,
silently,
under.