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Music.
He almost didn’t hear. He was almost beyond hearing. Beyond thinking. The shriveling of his heart reminded him that he certainly wasn’t beyond feeling. Every fiber of his soul cried out in anguish.
His family was gone.
Yet, the haunting melody stayed him.
Child of the wilderness,
Born into emptiness…
He leaned farther out, the breeze blowing dry his wet, tear-stained cheeks.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn to find your way in darkness.
His grip loosened.
Nothing would stop him; he believed the promise of peace on the wind.
Who will be there for you?
Comfort and care for you?
Who indeed.
In his minds eye, he saw the burned and tattered remains of a red mask.
A sob escaped his lips.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn to be your one companion.
How? He asked the music, ragged breath entering his lungs. How? Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring the streets far below him.
How?
Charred skin, black-crusted katana. No life. It all passed through his vision once more.
Never dream out in world
There are arms to hold you,
You’ve always known
Your heart was on its own.
The music wrapped around him. It squeezed him, like a pair of friendly arms. Held him there, killing him almost with its joviality. Dragging from his already cried-out eyes more tears, hot and stinging. Crushing the breath from his chest.
A twisted scrap of wood, black and crumbling.
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn how to love
Life that is lived alone.
The swell in the music brought to him a new clarity of mind that he hadn’t had in days. He took in a deep breath. Listened. Surrendered.
Let go.
Learn to be lonely.
Life can be lived,
Life can be loved
Alone.
He almost didn’t hear. He was almost beyond hearing. Beyond thinking. The shriveling of his heart reminded him that he certainly wasn’t beyond feeling. Every fiber of his soul cried out in anguish.
His family was gone.
Yet, the haunting melody stayed him.
Child of the wilderness,
Born into emptiness…
He leaned farther out, the breeze blowing dry his wet, tear-stained cheeks.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn to find your way in darkness.
His grip loosened.
Nothing would stop him; he believed the promise of peace on the wind.
Who will be there for you?
Comfort and care for you?
Who indeed.
In his minds eye, he saw the burned and tattered remains of a red mask.
A sob escaped his lips.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn to be your one companion.
How? He asked the music, ragged breath entering his lungs. How? Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring the streets far below him.
How?
Charred skin, black-crusted katana. No life. It all passed through his vision once more.
Never dream out in world
There are arms to hold you,
You’ve always known
Your heart was on its own.
The music wrapped around him. It squeezed him, like a pair of friendly arms. Held him there, killing him almost with its joviality. Dragging from his already cried-out eyes more tears, hot and stinging. Crushing the breath from his chest.
A twisted scrap of wood, black and crumbling.
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn how to love
Life that is lived alone.
The swell in the music brought to him a new clarity of mind that he hadn’t had in days. He took in a deep breath. Listened. Surrendered.
Let go.
Learn to be lonely.
Life can be lived,
Life can be loved
Alone.
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