Sunday, 9 December 2012

Footprints

I’m standing in the middle of the street, perfectly still. My face is turned towards the dark sky. My eyes are closed and little white flakes are gently landing on my skin, instantly turning into tiny water drops. My mind goes blank for a few short moments. I’m not thinking anything, I’m just enjoying this perfect moment.

Then I slowly open my eyes and try to soak in the beauty of this perfect night. Everyone and everything is asleep, I’m the only living soul on the street. The world is sleeping and I can’t hear a thing which makes me feel powerful and weak at the same time.

I turn back and watch the fresh footprints in the snow. Snowflakes are slowly filling the marks my shoes made and I’m thinking if the same happens with our deeds. Do deeds of other people eventually cover our deeds until they have completely erased any sing of our acts and existence?

I continue my way towards our house, knowing that in the morning my footprints will be gone and hope that my deeds and my existence won’t go unnoticed.

14 comments:

  1. I love this. So well written and poignant. Beautiful!

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  2. This is so beautiful. Every now and then I read a blog post and think to myself "I wish I had written that." This is one of those times.

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    1. Dicky, thank you... This really means a lot to me and I've been thinking what to say ever since you've written this. I still don't know how to express my gratitude for such a nice compliment... Thank you!

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  3. Good question. If we don't manage to say, cure cancer, are our deeds covered up with the bits and pieces of everyone else's deeds? Very good question.

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  4. I love this post. I am a snow seeker, and part of the allure it has for me is how it blankets everything around me, softens the edges, seems to purify everything. You captured it so nicely in such a concise little essay. Lovely.

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  5. every dot, comma and words are perfect. once again you make the words dance:)

    advance merry christmas!

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    1. This is really nice of you to say, thank you. Hope you had a lovely holiday. :)

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  6. What a delightful yet deep place to ponder...this was lovely. The new year as well as the brilliant wonder that is snow--painting the world alabaster, making it new--this time of year, thoughts like this haunt me a bit.

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    1. I'm being haunted too... I hope we both find the right answers. Thank you for your comment.

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