One thing comes from nothing. WU LYF was at all times higher left unstated, skilled relatively than mentioned. Phrases killed it. You simply needed to really feel it.
Twelve years after the fireplace burnt out, life had pulled us aside. All of us had walked our separate paths making an attempt to flee the shadow solid by the transient spectacle of our youth. Then one thing broke. Or healed.
We arrange camp within the loft of a pal’s bookshop behind unfamiliar devices, acquainted feelings, and we started to play, tentative at first however with open hearts and minds, searching for new kinds unchained from what had been earlier than. Previous mates with new scars, making an attempt to not worsen the injuries of yesterday.
We’re all shocked by the massive music that also performs itself by way of us, an sudden reward after the longest exile, a gleaming fragment of then, magnified by who we at the moment are. Uncooked and ecstatic, the fireplace transfigured.
What it’s going to change into we have no idea.
You don’t dig up the seed to see if it grows. You wait. You belief. You realize the tree by its fruits. Our arms know what our minds forgot. That is one thing that was at all times there, ready for us to recollect. A brand new life is coming.
