Saturday, January 9, 2010

Walking Towards the End of the World...

as she walked on that cold day, the metaphor b...Image by pfv. via Flickr

On Saturday evenings I have a private student that lives pretty far from me. So, when the weather is right, I prefer to walk to her house. That's me, health conscious until the end. Today the weather was summery, so I took my backpack, plugged my earphones and with the music literally blasting my eardrums, off I went.
The road went parallel with the sea shore, the air was crisp, my legs walked on the rhytm of the music and even my heart wake up with a jolt and started beating in the cadence of the songs. The sky was crazy with colors, as the sun just set, from faded, dusty orange to blood red and purple and nameless shades of blue, all melting into the inky blue of the evening.
I felt I could go like that for ever. Loud music in my ears, my steps, one after another...I could walk until the end of the World and then let myself fall into the Nothingness...
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4 comments:

Angel said...

wonderful description of your walk, wish I was there!

Sharnanigans said...

keep taking those steps Ramona - not into nothingness but into all that is you!

Ottavia said...

Beautiful!!!

...i don’t like mama’s last blog Grocery shopping,again? Didn’t I just do that last week!?!

Katherine Jenkins said...

Hi Ramona, I feel like you are really going within in this post. I can feel you walking and I feel your freedom. It is with you and it has always been yours. May you always feel peace and happiness like this.