Tick……tick……tick……the clock whispers, as it drowns out the screams of an ever moving, ever changing universe, drawing my attention from my failed attempts to slumber. So quiet, the room remains, with only the whispers of the clock……tick……tick……tick.
Somewhere between those whispers, hide the dynamics of our world: An infant star is born. A nurturing planet changes seasons. A hungry lion gets one stride closer to a frightened gazelle. Two passionate lovers get one touch closer to heaven. The first ray of light enters the eyes of a newborn child, as the first unconditional love enters an exhausted mother's heart.
Somewhere between those whispers: A whole world finds the time to move, to change, to be. At any instant, all possible motions are going on within our universe. All the desperately needed light and heat are given off by a compassionate sun. All ranges of emotion are taking place, somewhere on our planet.
Somewhere between those whispers: Friends mourn for a life taken too soon. A child cries from a rod not spared. The dreams of a dreamer find reality. The trust of a lover is lost. One man kills to save the lives of many. Another man dies for reasons the same.
Somewhere between those whispers......Everything moves......Everything changes......Everything is......And the world will never again sound exactly the same.
04-30-2008 01:33 AM 
