04 August, 2011

Darkness On The Edge Of Town


My Dear Readers. I went into this week with plans.Plans for things that I wanted to share with you.Lovely things. But, as the days came and went, so did the plans. A lovely thing, one that I had planned to share with you, just didn't seem to fit the mood of the day. A lovely thing sat, waiting to be shared, but I couldn't seem to find the right words.

Late-ish last night, I sat on my bed, listening to a moderate rain fall. As I was listening to the rain, I was preparing a post full of lovely things that I had planned to share with you today. And as that moderate rain fell, and I gathered together my lovely things, very quietly, with no lightning strikes or thunderbolts of hoopla whatsoever, the power went out.

The power went out, taking with it the lights and the tv and the internet. And all of the lovely things I had planned to share with you today.

The power went, leaving me with darkness. And stillness. And quiet.
There were no air conditioners rattling in windows. No tvs making their tv noises. No machines running and whirring and buzzing. No neighbors awake to break the quiet.
Just the moderately falling rain, and an occasional distant rumbling of thunder.
Once or twice, very slowly, a train went by at the end of the street, whistle blowing to warn the darkness that it was coming.
I fell asleep listening to the whistle, and dreamed of far off lands.
And it was lovely. So lovely that I just had to share it with you.

1 comment:

Sarah Rooftops said...

And a lovely post as a result.