Monday, October 17, 2016

Winters Door



Winters Door

I hear the silence running here and there.  The Snowdrops in this Wintery Dreamland fall into solace. The unknown lurks from the shadows of playful sunlight, mischief follows in close pursuit.  A lonely door stands in the middle of the wonderland of snow; trees obscuring any hope that may remain.  Darkness abounds as it were predetermined by the inner depths of the universe.  The stars that sit in their spots of eternity, weep for the misdeeds of the rest.  Moreover, the sanctum sanctorum that we head for, it is not in any less of the word “good” but a fable introduced to lead astray the very ones it intended to devour all along.  This is translucent at its most high.  The time has come for a return unseen.    
The door opens, the weeping sound of church organs sustained, carry on forever and flows freely on.  The sun stuck in twilight as something emerges from the door.  The snowdrops stop and silence takes its rightful place as He exits.  Simple in his own right nothing extraordinary.  He slowly closes the door and as he turns a wolf sits in front of him.
“Welcome home.” The wolf smiles.
With the tip of his cap and a smile in return,  he pets the wolf and then gives a hug.  To an old friend and companion, this gesture very much welcomed. 
          “Gone far too long, and of course winter.”  The man expresses gazing out into the beauty of the winter twilight. 
The peace that ensued was unlike any other, comfortable familiarity drapes around them. 
          “Are you ready?”  The wolf asks.
The smile from the man continues as if he’s experiencing wonderment all for the first time.  He closes his eyes and listens to the ambient noises and takes them in like air. 
          “I am.  I’m here to stay for good, this time, because my story isn’t quite finished.” The man finally replies.
He looks into the wolf's eyes and sees the cosmos in all of its glory.  The feeling of guilt now clouds his mind.  The way he left, believing it was a happy endingbut it wasn’t the end.  No story is ever complete. 

A return unseen, back to where it all began in the snow and with a wolf  

1 comment:

  1. This piece is amazing! Very witty in its choice of words. It was powerful by itself, but reading it while listening to “Original Light” was a solid recommendation. Consider including such recommendation in your blog itself.
    Last time a boy and a wolf united in a snowy place I was not disappointed. I’m excited to see what develops, assuming this is a series (hope it is!)

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