Cant say what i mean here but just so that it doesn’t go obscure, I tell you a story of two feathers and a starry starry night….
A few lines from the song though it cant be related much to the story only that most of the story was a starry starry night….
Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer’s day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.
(lines from Vincent – Starry, Starry Night)
Now for the story….
It was a night under the stars
When a story began
Of two feathers that glided across the sky
Of two gypsies who crossed their tracks
Of two lamps who lightened yet enlightened each other
Of two spirits who had just seen their own reflections
Both had their storms of the past
The occasional thunders of the present
But blowing it all aside
They embraced the chill of the future
Love made them fly high
Their togetherness at times risked
Rising above the logics and theories
They floated in the realms of fantasy
Their coats touched, caressing their souls
They flew near they flew far
They ignored the sun, got wet in the rain
They knew their today, didn’t bother about tomorrow
One day the time stopped
A wind brought them close
Blending them into one
But soon it was gone with only dust left to see
The feathers fell to the ground
With a silent thud
One fine day a whistle blew shaking both to the core….
A strand of silk
A speck of love
A fragment of life never understood
A beginning to the end
One that was never thought of
An end to the beginning
One that was never fought off
A mighty wind again blew
Taking the feathers apart
A moment of dawn
A moment of dusk
A day of sun, a night of stars
A fortnight of spring
A month of winter
Time had spanned a whole eternity
For now the feathers had gone
Leaving their game incomplete
Strewn worlds apart
Still somewhere around
Somewhere with feelings
Feelings of being loved
Love that started on a lovely night
A night under the stars…