October 8, 2017 § Leave a comment
I’m not sure when exactly, but it happened in the lull of an afternoon. People hanging on threads of wakefulness, the sun burning more than half-through its day’s embers – everything working on a slow rhythm. I was there, unadorned with thoughts. Silent in the contemplation of nothing. Moving like a fish that swam constantly because if it didn’t, it would die. In a brief moment, the artery that gave me its dreams was sliced clean. Not a drop of blood, not a tear was shed. When I slept that night, I no longer saw the rainbow. That was when I knew the answer to your question.
“Do you believe in Love?”