the splinter stings and tears.
every few steps taken ahead, with all the effort and hope, are all retraced back within a fraction of a few seconds.
he looks out of the window. the rain has repressed, the leaves on the trees shedding the remains of the storm that was last night. a few hours go by as he watches the leaf expunge all the beads of water on it, only to crave for it all over again after it has.
the clouds start to clear, and the sun glimpses out, to take a peek at what the rain has left for it.
he’s still by the window, reminiscing, conjuring, questioning, answering, calming and searching his heart.
the air brings the smell of wet wood and rusty chains. he looks up at the sky, and watches the sun playing hide-and-seek with the help of the clouds.
observing the flickers of shadows that are being casted – he shuts his eyes tight, to run away from the memories that lie naked on the bed he’s sitting on. haunting him, calling him, earnestly beseeching him.
voices in his head flash by. voices he had forgotten over time all come rushing by… “magic”, “take a chance”, “bending destiny” – and he lets out a scream to drown them.
the heavens comply and thunder strikes, he turns around to look out the window in amazement.
within minutes the clouds have completely concealed the rays of the hopeful sun.
within seconds, the rain comes crashing down on the leaves.
he turns to takes a comfortable stance at the window across the bed – he knows he’s not going to move from there for a long time to come.
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in the coldest time of year,
darkness all around my heart.i was alone but didn’t fear
to wander in the light of stars.in the bright and silent night,
winds would knock and disappear.still i felt the feeling near,
like the first time you were ever here.you’re so far away,
so far away,
you left me,
you told me you would stay.
you never said goodbye
and i’ll keep asking why,
i keep on asking how,
oh come unto me now.i have breathed the morning air,
i have heard the four winds blow.i was weary but prepared to follow
down this lonely road.in the room where lovers sleep,
winds would knock and disappear.still i felt the music near,
like the first time we were ever here.you’re so far away,
so far away,
you left me,
you told me you would stay.
you never said goodbye
and i keep wondering why,
i keep on wondering how,
oh come inside me now.
Conversations with God – The movie
There are a very few movies which move me to an extreme where I sit there, still, starting at the screen deep in thought while the end credits have already finished rolling too.
Last time I remember that happening to me was when I watched “City of Angels” back in the year 2000.
Today I experienced the same feeling when I watched “Conversations with God“.
The movie is a true life account of the author of the books titled “Conversations with God by Neale Walsch“.
I haven’t read any of the books, at least not yet, but the movie is brilliantly portrayed.
It’s a depiction of Neale’s journey as to how he came about writing the book – and the struggles he faced in life which eventually led him to a point where the book journey began.
There are moments in the movie when you can deeply identify with his character and his pain at that given point and suddenly realise how quiet your heart feels, filled with emptiness and a deep sense of connection with the character at the same given time.
This most definitely is not a “popcorn” flick – and even if you do microwave some, I assure you, you’ll forget about them after you’re about 15-20 minutes into the movie.
It is not a “religious” journey per se – and does not focus on “religion” in any form.
It’s a straight – simple account of the author’s journey and how he came about to write these books.
So if you’re in the mood to watch something that moves your heart, I strongly urge you to rent this one out.
[rating:5]