Turning Table

Part 135

*** The Apology ***

🌹Nompumelelo 🌹

Lord knows I feel so much at peace I wonder why? What Happened Today?
It feels just like any other day. The sky may be gray, or blue. The birds might be singing, or quiet. There could be a thin stream of light, just after sunrise — or it might look like the middle of the night. It’s just another day like all the ones before and the ones to come.
And obviously I maybe still tired, but that’s okay. Because I got to sleep last night without being haunted

This day I slept soundly, there has been no night of tossing and turning only to wake up unrefreshed, the morning that usually became the worst day where the mind attacks right away.and everything about the previous days seems like one, big, impossible hurdle...was not this morning, was not this day, because I had a good night sleep compared to other nights.

I press my eyes shut refusing to open  my eyes as I try to go back to  that peaceful dream I had, that peaceful space I was in
And suddenly A soft whisper from nature entered my breath
I swallowed and inhaled it to my lungs' deepest depth, it start  tickling my heart and my mind
It keeps humming a song of love and being kind
This breath of fresh air gives me peace and harmony,
it awakens a sense of the beauty of reality
It encourages me to stop living based on my greed
It reminds me that grace and love is a much bigger need.
I made a small wishful whisper to nature,
"Please do not leave me, I cherish you so much, feel welcome to stay eternally with me"

A light knock on my door made me wish to shout
"Go away!"
But I can not run away from opening up my eyes,

I slowly opened my eyes as I heard the door open, I yawn louder than normal, Feeling fatigued, isn’t a reflection on my character not after a good night's sleep but I guess. It’s from whatever weird thing that might have been happening in my body that thanks God I was not aware Of, maybe in my sleep, I overdid it a little bit the day before.
My tiredness isn’t me but only a passing phase like the shadows of the moon, but my Good sleep I will forever cherish like a rare jewel,
There is a strange comfort in knowing that no matter what happens today, the Sun will rise again tomorrow.

"Morning "
It's Mvelo he says walking in and commanding the room to be still, even though it's just me and him in here
Me: Good Morning " I said as I sat up straight,
Him: slept well?"
I nodded, he walked in and sat by the window looking outside,

"What did you do to me?"
I said softly looking at Mvelo
Him: excuse me ?"
Me: you were the last person that I saw before I went under, and from the feeling I got from your touch I felt something, something good, something peaceful, something healing...so I know that my reason for sleeping peacefully is because of you, of what you did..."
Him: I only prayed, and asked the Archangels and your Guardian Angels to put a wall around you and protect you from evil spirits and the ghost that haunts you"
Me: Ooh my God Mvelo, so it's gone?"
He shook his head no, my sense of releaf subsided, 
Him: what I did was temporary,
Nompumelelo, I only help you sleep, the truth is you need more than prayer but a proper spiritual healing..."

I nodded and softly said.
" I see, but Thank you for helping me sleep"

He glanced at me said nothing and then turned to look outside the window, awkward silence engulf the space, who would have thought that the sound of every atom in my body exploding with indignation will make so much noise?

I looked at him not sure what to say next, realizing that Over the past years I've lost friends that I thought were going to be in my life for a long time, but it didn't turn out that way. You see When a friendship is over it feels as if there is no option to talk, it is tough to resolve what happened whether it was a problem or a rift that split it. I've never gotten this far with any of my ex-girlfriends to have these moments of what I wanted to say, but even still, now...Words are few and failing between them as though the silence that sat with them had laid its dry lips on theirs and sucked them dry of speech as well. For where could one begin? With the weather? But here there was no weather. This now sudden cold and sad room is where my truth resides, surrounding this horizon's walls.