spark

I remember all of it. Such a feel.. such a rush.. like a silence, I couldn't explain. So much energy, and power. Almost like a life force... almost, yet some how fleeting, somehow fragile. Nothing concrete or sturdy. Nothing tangable, just a feeling.. a substance so powerful yet so fragile you could loose it in a second.. yet in that same second have it all.

Such a novas thing. So sentimental, so real.. yet... impossible. A feeling is all. A shared idea that sparked with a simple hello, a simple flow of conversation, a laugh, a sparkle in an eye, a tiny gesture... an idea. Once planted, thus grows and turns into what...?
a flower?
a weed?
a tree?
or nothing at all.

stomped out by the tred of ongoing, never ceasing, always moving, tireless life.

but what if it did grow... what if it manafested.. and became.. and is.. and was..

what if..

i still remmeber.. so so cold. then, suddnely a light.. a spark, a flame perhaps...
but breif. Breif and fleeting and unremarkble. Yet... enough.
enough to start something that could never be forgotten.
enough to plant the seed. to seal the idea. capture the moment.

suddenly. there it is. maybe nothing. maybe something.. everything perhaps...
there. right in front of you.
and it suddenly all made sense.
made sense from what made no sense at all.

what's the saying.."your car goes where your eyes go"

my eyes were there. i remeber.

i hope you do to.