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simply–
it sounds like rain. the way your lips sort of pop when you get halfway through the word…and then the rest of it just floats. it reminds me of the raindrops that fall right before it starts to pour. they fall and hit the pavement and then jump back up, hovering for a moment before they disappear and become part of a puddle, just like a single word gets lost in a poem or a sentence or chapter.
it reminds me of music. a giant orchestra. all the musicians have their eyes on the conductor, waiting…sssssss…waiting for him to bring down his arms for that first beat, waiting to let that breath go before the notes take over, running, running, running off the page.
i see magic. a man in a top hat at a 5 year old’s birthday party. his eyes are closed. he stands with his fists clenched near his face. he looks like he’s concentrating so hard he’ll explode. then boom! his eyes pop open, his hands pop open, and out flies silver glitter into the cheering audience.
and now the excitement, the anticipation, the urgency is gone. it sounds like rain. the way your lips sort of pop when you get halfway through the word…and then the rest of it just floats. it reminds me of the rain as it finally begins to slow down. it’s like someone is whispering some secret…some secret the whole world would hear if they’d stop to listen to the beauty of a single word.
–simply