Wednesday, December 25, 2002
114
Last night, I was on my way for Baits I from the stillness of Baits II. It was snowing and windy and at the same time, a weather alert was announced by the local authority. A snowstorm was expected but Ann Arbor didn’t suffer much of the anticipated storm. Nevertheless, the snow has definitely reaffirm that winter is here to stay, at least until the lovely spring comes back.
I was shivering. The fingers were especially numb but I wouldn’t have suffered the numbness if I had been a little bit careful about my belonging.
While walking alone towards Baits I, my eyes suddenly looked upward and saw countless snowflakes falling gracefully from the sky above. My leg stopped walking and my heart stopped beating despite of what my senses were stressing.
The moment was simply exhausting to me. My legs were weakened by the grandiose of Mother Nature. She is so beautiful. I stood alone with my winter gear save the lost leather glove to savor the moment of bliss that was mine. No words could describe the feeling that I felt during the bliss. The only way to describe it is to be in that moment. To describe it with words is simply a fallacy.
The wind was frightfully strong but somehow, I stood against it. The numbness was getting terrible but somehow, I didn’t realize it. I held out my hand into the air and a modest amount of flakes accumulated on my palm. It was cold yes but the feeling was simply what I cherish the most. It was a total bliss.
I was all alone, standing in the middle of a vast open space with a thick carpet of snow covering the floor of the space. The carpet was clean with no trace of being polluted by human presence. It was as white as you could ever imagine. White and clean with peace and bliss.
I wish I would die in that moment while all my senses were numbed. I wish that I had died in that bliss so that any burden won’t troubled me anymore.
A few moments later, I found myself and walked with haste towards Baits I. After all this, I still wonder why human is still blind. My hope is that it isn’t too late to save the world from greed and hate.
Last night, I was on my way for Baits I from the stillness of Baits II. It was snowing and windy and at the same time, a weather alert was announced by the local authority. A snowstorm was expected but Ann Arbor didn’t suffer much of the anticipated storm. Nevertheless, the snow has definitely reaffirm that winter is here to stay, at least until the lovely spring comes back.
I was shivering. The fingers were especially numb but I wouldn’t have suffered the numbness if I had been a little bit careful about my belonging.
While walking alone towards Baits I, my eyes suddenly looked upward and saw countless snowflakes falling gracefully from the sky above. My leg stopped walking and my heart stopped beating despite of what my senses were stressing.
The moment was simply exhausting to me. My legs were weakened by the grandiose of Mother Nature. She is so beautiful. I stood alone with my winter gear save the lost leather glove to savor the moment of bliss that was mine. No words could describe the feeling that I felt during the bliss. The only way to describe it is to be in that moment. To describe it with words is simply a fallacy.
The wind was frightfully strong but somehow, I stood against it. The numbness was getting terrible but somehow, I didn’t realize it. I held out my hand into the air and a modest amount of flakes accumulated on my palm. It was cold yes but the feeling was simply what I cherish the most. It was a total bliss.
I was all alone, standing in the middle of a vast open space with a thick carpet of snow covering the floor of the space. The carpet was clean with no trace of being polluted by human presence. It was as white as you could ever imagine. White and clean with peace and bliss.
I wish I would die in that moment while all my senses were numbed. I wish that I had died in that bliss so that any burden won’t troubled me anymore.
A few moments later, I found myself and walked with haste towards Baits I. After all this, I still wonder why human is still blind. My hope is that it isn’t too late to save the world from greed and hate.
