It is 12:40 pm, im sitting on my bed, looking thru the window. The sky is a little cloudy, is not hot it's not cold, it's just perfect. The tv is on, the national news channel is informing the country about the latest developments here and around the world, but I have it on mute, and im barely seeing it, so I guess for now I wont be informed of what is going around. Im listening to some nice soft electronic music, at low volume to hear all what is happening around, the sound of a distant street near my place, where cars are in full activity, is just noon here, the day is just half way to end, and there is still a lot of time.
I think what can be happenning miles and miles away, in a distant country, where someone at this time can be sleeping, eating, just arriving home, or getting ready to go out with some friends. Right now it must be 7:43 pm, seven hours ahead of a day that is just beginning here but it has almost ended there. I wonder how the sky can look at this moment, maybe the first stars are coming out and shine over a city I do not know. Maybe there is still some light or the sky is cloduy as it is here and you can not see any stars nor the deep black color of the night. Maybe is cold, maybe it is a little hot, or maybe is just perfect at it is here. There in a house or flat someone is right now, thinking about life, or death, or just relaxing in her home, drinking coffe, talking to someone or awaiting for something to happen. Maybe the tv is on too, maybe she's watching some soaps or the news, or maybe just zapping around trying to find something that suits her well.
Music has changed here, a mellow minimalistic taste for this hour before having lunch an then go out to work for a while, to walk the same streets again. Maybe that is what she is thinking too, her heart maybe is full of grace and love and tenderness, and she sighs and hopes something comes around or maybe she wants to be alone and just stay there, being, living, breathing and get lost into her thoughts and travel to diverse fantasies, and places, and stages, and people. Here im just wandering how it all could be now seven hours ahead, in another part of the world.
I can feel sometimes that if I look at the sky maybe I can find that star that is shinning over there, maybe the one she could be looking at this moment, and maybe I could talk to her, in silence, with thoughts, with my eyes closed, and feel her, hear her and maybe she could listen and feel me too. Two worlds apart, two worlds divided by time, by space, by a long journey on a plane or ship, to worlds apart that have collided in a beautiful way, by chance, luck, curiosity, or by the things in the universe we cant explain. I wonder how the sky might be right now, I wonder if I could just lay there in some place, just watching, listening and see people pass by, very different people, and I could say hello and they could barely understand me or they can reply back.
I wonder how it would be to get ready to go to bed right now, or to go out to a party, to a restaurant, to some place different where the day is ending, the sun has gone to sleep, and the moon, if there is any, is rising up and ligthens up the streets of this unknown far away city, where she's at, waiting, hoping, thinking, or just being, just being one in a million angels that have come down to earth, to live, to feel, to hurt, to cry and laugh and to connect with the world just by a screen where she can find someone else, or maybe not.
The sky has gone darker here, maybe it will rain in a while, maybe the day will chill a little more and have to wear a jacket, and be careful not to catch a cold and get sick. Maybe there is just the perfect day, the perfect time, the perfect smile. Maybe now she has a perfect smile, a perfect look, a perfect whisper, a perfect word to say and someone around to listen, to hug, to just look in the eye, or maybe she's just wandering how it would be like to be seven hours behind, at the beginning of the afternoon, with a cloudy sky, with a little bit of cold, of noise of people getting ready to continue working and living their lives. Its 1:00 pm here, time to go and eat something, time to go and continue to live, while I wander how it can be seven hours ahead, besides an angel, just looking at the deep dark night, just staying there, living, feeling, whispering, sighing. Now i wonder how the future today might look and feel like, and how can a smile can change time, distance, space and can bring together two far away souls together. And I just wander how could it be like just to be there........
I think what can be happenning miles and miles away, in a distant country, where someone at this time can be sleeping, eating, just arriving home, or getting ready to go out with some friends. Right now it must be 7:43 pm, seven hours ahead of a day that is just beginning here but it has almost ended there. I wonder how the sky can look at this moment, maybe the first stars are coming out and shine over a city I do not know. Maybe there is still some light or the sky is cloduy as it is here and you can not see any stars nor the deep black color of the night. Maybe is cold, maybe it is a little hot, or maybe is just perfect at it is here. There in a house or flat someone is right now, thinking about life, or death, or just relaxing in her home, drinking coffe, talking to someone or awaiting for something to happen. Maybe the tv is on too, maybe she's watching some soaps or the news, or maybe just zapping around trying to find something that suits her well.
Music has changed here, a mellow minimalistic taste for this hour before having lunch an then go out to work for a while, to walk the same streets again. Maybe that is what she is thinking too, her heart maybe is full of grace and love and tenderness, and she sighs and hopes something comes around or maybe she wants to be alone and just stay there, being, living, breathing and get lost into her thoughts and travel to diverse fantasies, and places, and stages, and people. Here im just wandering how it all could be now seven hours ahead, in another part of the world.
I can feel sometimes that if I look at the sky maybe I can find that star that is shinning over there, maybe the one she could be looking at this moment, and maybe I could talk to her, in silence, with thoughts, with my eyes closed, and feel her, hear her and maybe she could listen and feel me too. Two worlds apart, two worlds divided by time, by space, by a long journey on a plane or ship, to worlds apart that have collided in a beautiful way, by chance, luck, curiosity, or by the things in the universe we cant explain. I wonder how the sky might be right now, I wonder if I could just lay there in some place, just watching, listening and see people pass by, very different people, and I could say hello and they could barely understand me or they can reply back.
I wonder how it would be to get ready to go to bed right now, or to go out to a party, to a restaurant, to some place different where the day is ending, the sun has gone to sleep, and the moon, if there is any, is rising up and ligthens up the streets of this unknown far away city, where she's at, waiting, hoping, thinking, or just being, just being one in a million angels that have come down to earth, to live, to feel, to hurt, to cry and laugh and to connect with the world just by a screen where she can find someone else, or maybe not.
The sky has gone darker here, maybe it will rain in a while, maybe the day will chill a little more and have to wear a jacket, and be careful not to catch a cold and get sick. Maybe there is just the perfect day, the perfect time, the perfect smile. Maybe now she has a perfect smile, a perfect look, a perfect whisper, a perfect word to say and someone around to listen, to hug, to just look in the eye, or maybe she's just wandering how it would be like to be seven hours behind, at the beginning of the afternoon, with a cloudy sky, with a little bit of cold, of noise of people getting ready to continue working and living their lives. Its 1:00 pm here, time to go and eat something, time to go and continue to live, while I wander how it can be seven hours ahead, besides an angel, just looking at the deep dark night, just staying there, living, feeling, whispering, sighing. Now i wonder how the future today might look and feel like, and how can a smile can change time, distance, space and can bring together two far away souls together. And I just wander how could it be like just to be there........
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