ok, the leaves are changing, so the entire landscape is a flourish of decaadent colors. A crisp wind kicks up swirls of leaves all about you. The sky, while bright is lightly streaked with clouds to hide the direct sun.
So now, we have ambient light filtering between the trees, illuminating the floating leaves, and i don't know aobut you, but when i see light behind a swirl of leaves, the edges of the leaves light up, and i swera i see halos of light around each leaf.
Sudden legal disclaimer: this is entirly through my eyes, so i do't know if it applies to anyone else.
So seeing these lazy floating halos around everything spark something in my head, and I am not kidding i begin to hear a music box in the background.
I know its a figment, but i hear it just the same.
now this is a situation where i just have to watch, and as i stare at the halos, streaks of multicolored light start to spring for some of the rings, and trails begin to form, whirling about in an erratic yet hauntingly beautiful dance.
now about this time, one of my friends begins to talk to me, and as i bring my eyes away from the view,i ralie that everyting seems so much brighter. almost as if ttranquil emotion is actually radiating from everybody and all the light.
Now keep in mind i try to hide this a lot of the time, 'cause i get some reaaly odd looks, but this is me, so no reason to hide it on here.
now the color that is now flying all around me is reflected in the water, and if i gaze into te water, i begin to see images. I see people and places that i've encuntered. And they're happy.
well, not always happy. I mean te people are, but... let me explain.
It all depends on my mood. If I'm happy, the images smile back at me and join me and come out to be with me.
If i'm neutral, the images play like a movie; emotional but not very involving.
If I'm down, the images play like what if?s. They show me what could have been, how happy i could be, what i did wrong. they talk to me and ridicule me, and the smiles on their face are smug and filled with condecending victory.
but most of the time its happy.
speaking of light, one beautiful thing is when sunlight filters behind a womans hair. especially if there is a lsight breeze. the hair flows about, lmost on its own accord, and the sun lights up each strand. Now as the hair flits back to cover her face, they keep some of the light that passed through earlier, and light up her eyes. Now te light never stops, and some of thelight as it passes the eye, illuminate the diamonds withing, and they sparkle and sparkle like nothing i have ever seen. The sparkle warms and protects and bonds. Its not necessarily a sparkle of light anymore, but a sparkle of emotion. an emotion that is indescribable by any word or langueage. it is only possible to say that only if you have exerienced it, will you know what i mean.
