03/1/07

I inhaled the warm air, and closed my eyes.The diffusion of it all produced a delusional sensation that boiled abruptly within me. Something that I have not experienced in a long, long time. There was nothing melancholy about the night. And no electricity in the air. I can still recall how pacifying was the sight of the fading luminescence of the sky . In the lavish dark, I strolled past the trees, grown wild and brambly over time. There was an air of elegance to the green leaves, about the way it curled, its wilderness and its fresh, raw fragrance that made its beauty all together familiar. Broodingly familiar.

Beauty is a quality that I find remote, stark and chilling.