Shadow's Land

 
 

In the land of shadows one must protect their eyes.  

She held up the lenses to see the mystery that the light hid within its shiny blasts.

Carefully she observed what it wanted to show her.  For mystery in this land did not hide in the shadows but in the blinding rays of light.  

What she discovered was that everything in Shadow's land would cease to exist without that which the light hid.  And every hint of what was hidden in the light made her want to know more...  to discover all its secrets and return to the land of Shadow its keeper... to become the Guardian of Light and Shadow..

This window

For one brief moment sound found it's way through a crack in between windows.  It flowed down two stories to where we stood and stopped us in mid conversation simultaneously.  "What is that delicious sound?" We both wondered aloud.

It flew down not like a bug drawn to light but more like a butterfly caught accidentally in wave of wind. Delicately, hypnotically drawing our attention and making everything else in the moment disappear.  

The sound bubbled out onto the pavement below enticing any curious passerby, in this case us, to stop and notice The Now.

We were led to her, like that butterfly I mentioned, to find the sound, to see where the origin of the escapee had risen from.

We rounded a corner following the music, sheepishly entered through an unlocked door, climbed quietly up to the second story floor to find a large empty room.  In the far corner sat a man playing a harp-like instrument I have never seen before.  The sound was exactly like it was drifting with the breeze outside but now more understandable.  He didn't look up from his gaze.  He kept playing... For himself and the breeze I suppose.  I imagined curtains softly rising and falling, dancing along with the waves of sound.  

This memory is tied to this window.  I suppose because it was where I stared while first taking notice of the sounds and then where I looked at the breeze from the other side... Where I learnt both sides to the mystery - the riddle and the answer.  It felt surreal and now like a dream.  But I have this photo as proof, as a reminder that sometimes life does offer moments like these, little faded secrets that lay waiting to be investigated.  Out of nothing can come a moment that will linger a lifetime.