The voice in my head goes buzz buzz all day. Unfinished thoughts, they twirl and swirl and drop off dead in mid-sentences giving rise to fresh ones, quite like the untiring phoenix . I cant remember where I began but here I am, somewhere, some unturned, unseen corner, running with my thoughts struggling to keep up.
I wake up long before dawn, the voice is alert and up before I am. Maybe, I can smother it for a while If I keep staring at the dark hills and trick it into believing that I am still asleep. All in vain, it gets louder and bossier, whizzing at supersonic speed. Why dont you go take a tour of the moon, I say! Let me be!
I give up, buzz to your ravenous belly's desire. I give up. My eyes gaze intently into the dark canopy of trees, still and slumbering. No noises shouting, demanding, asking impossible questions in their heads. Peaceful lives. Melting into the darkness of the open skies, dripping wet in the rain, celebrating the suns warmth, swaying with the lullabies of the wind. They die, as they live, a life of acceptance. Would I rather have been a tree? mmm, not too sure about that. The birds are awake now, chirping and singing . My cue to go make tea..the voices have sobered down, got entangled in the root of some tree perhaps...:-)
Its going to be a great day!
