Sunday, August 05, 2007
Stage Lights
The sun shone glaringly at the top right hand corner of my window, almost blinding me with spots as I sat at my desk typing away. I drew the blinds and continued with my work. Darkness in my room came soon after, as if someone used the Deluminator that Dumbledore left to Ron in his will to switch off world's lights. I drew the blinds back up again, to tempt in whatever remaining light that was left, only to find the last glories of the sun stretching out over the horizon in a bid to say goodbye. The sky seemed to part, to capture those rays of joy that I delight in. I turned away for a few minutes, and back, and saw that the sun had bowed out of the stage, and the curtains of the theatre had fluttered its red and announced the end of that day's show - that day itself. I thought that surely that must be the end of the show, but I was wrong. The people had left, and the curtains were drawn open, leaving behind the empty stage. The stage was illuminated, but the audience seats were in darkness. That bright streak of yellow, those dark looming clouds, and the darkness slowly creeping in to switch off the stage lights - that scene, reminded me of my yellow tourmaline ring. That brightness, in the midst of darkness, when all other glories seemed to have appeared and set the benchmark, came last, quietly and selflessly, and showed its beauty in its most humble way.
5.moon.sky was here at 4:46 pm
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