09.21.06

Windows

Posted in 2005/2006 Beginnings at 3:27 am by Miracle ♪♫

Windows can
be very fascinating, metaphorically and literally. It is perhaps why the largest passageway to
cyber world took on that name, and why a certain friend chooses to wait for “a
window of calm” before writing me, and why eyes are windows to other souls.

People may regard
windows differently and to some they may be mere architectural features. I’d like to think of windows as frames
for live images… images that have the ability to become viewers too. For me, a window is also an instrument to let
refreshing air flow into my life and prevent asphyxiating selfishness… to let
me see what lies beyond my borders, and allow me to appreciate and contemplate
on each ray of sun, every raindrop, and each person that walks through my
life.
The
following notes however, are re-tellings of the simple daily activities past and
within the chequered drapes of my elfin library.

(9.30.06)
I never
would have foreseen that I’d receive one of the best smiles in my life through
this window. It happened while I was practicing violin when suddenly a soft
metal rumble countered the sound of the violin. My ears piqued upon hearing the sound which I recognized as a child’s
bicycle. I continued practicing but the
rattling halted right below my window. I
had the curious urge to crane my neck and see what happened, and I cannot
regret doing so. For what I saw was a
little boy about four years of age, and he was standing on tiny tipped toes
also craning his neck to look inside my window. When our eyes met, he smiled the sweetest smile. This smile touched my heart so tenderly that I
felt I was undeserving for something as pure as that. Even after days from now, I’ll always be
thankful for that gift, that moment when I looked out my window and experienced
one of God’s small miracles.

(10.2.06)
The heavens
weep… tears of joy…
…beating the
leaves in merry punishment.
Itzhak
Perlman’s warm tones seep from the speakers,
but I am
patently cold.
Algidity
makes me numb, yet I feel so much…
This is an
oxymoronic picture of today
from both
sides of the window.



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