I've watched the mountains rise from dust
Saw the gold return to rust,
I had cried when the oceans died,
and the circle starts again.
The moon was rising from above
I caught her eye and thought it was love,
but she turned her back,
the sky went black,
and the circle starts again..
I dance through castles made of stone
Walked the desert sands alone
In the midnight hour, You feel the power
and the circle starts again.
Blackmore's Night - The Circle
... I realized I have never dedicated anything for her but I have knows her.. for.. two years, maybe even more and all that time she has been always around, giving kind comments, always caring, being great part for us who make "Best of weekly".. so I felt it is very proper to let her know how much I treasure the friendship.. as it is said about my nation: we never let anyone know how much we care about them..
There are always ends and beginnings, yesterdays and tomorrows, it is a cycle that never stops.. time is a circle and we are cursed to follow it.. We are cursed to stay in our time, be stucked where we are and follow by day to day the circle the time has for us until the end of us comes but the circle, the time goes on..
So what if you would not be part of that circle? You would be someone outside it - immortal. You would see how those once dare to you get old and die, you would see how history is made and you can be part of events what change the fate of the whole time. For a person like that - what matters for her?
What comes when time is not an issue.. when time only brings another dawn, another lost romance, another gone friend, another day.. what will be the cause to carry on? What comes when time is only ash that falls though the fingers and you cannot even feel it.. it is something you cannot catch even as it has lost all the meaning for you.. as hour is nothing and eternity as lost its meaning... when you find that you are all alone in flooded desert, world goes around wrong way and there is nothing to inspire you again... when you find yourself all alone as all life has been wiped away...
It was just something I started to think couple of days ago.. How we feel the minutes.. it is 60 seconds.. and second is.. how uncertain time is but we feel and know how it passes but when we would stand outside the rules and commitment of this circle, outside the curse of being ruled by time... how then we would feel time.. something what is so abstract, so unreal but still real..
And one fun fact - I did not even realized I had flooded a desert until my sister came by and said: "Wow, cool idea.. flooded desert" And I most say.. I like the the symbol - it is not possible - to flood land what has cracks.. but if you can do something so impossible as stand outside time, you can have it.. you can have many moons and bright sun shining behind those dark clouds of trouble.. but what is important - there is the light.. even if everything else is gone - there is hope..
And just for coincident this weeks Sanctuary had quite similar theme..
so.. I had finished the piece before but now when I am doing final check on this description and correcting my thoughts.. it all has even more amazing feeling..I glad you like it.. if it is too dark - try to calibrate your screen!vampurity-stock
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