a small token of kindness (3rd August 2021)
have you ever witnessed the rainbows? the mosaic of colours painting a blush upon the pale cheeks of the sky?
i trust the sky is radiantly teary and heavy with the quotidian gloom. there is in the fog an enchantment and in the thousand agonies of the clouds the tales of those who had bragged to soar in their dreams forever.
for mad it maybe, but it only has been aware of misfortune and upon misfortune it has fed. to such an extent infact, that it burns a bit each passing day in order to find the blue to stay awake.
and then, when the rain has imprisoned it and has fed it a little of death from one end and eternity from another, does the somber appearance of a rainbow happens.
it is a souvenir with a feather-like kiss, soft and unbelievable to exist. with a hue that blinds it with bliss, with a glow that caresses sweetly the violence in it.
this rainbow draws upon the sky a blush of life; a bit of a miracle, a sort of an inconvenient gesture.
but surely, there is a reason as to why they share such a delicate bond that feels alive for merely a few minutes and gently, cautiously, blend into one another; never to be separated, never to be told again as two different foundations.
in life, you shall come across several people; each with an exquisite blend of the earth. they leave behind some of their days and hours in you and change your perception to something finer, something more of perfection.
thus, you must be cautious and let in wisely. for people may leave but they do not die in you. instead they cause your own death in turn.
because all we ask for in this life is not the heavens, but a little less of the hellfire.
#adropofhumanity
