Something calls you…
Your ears can almost here it but instead they catch only the wind as it passes.
Instead, your heart feels it’s whisper like the promise of a distant embrace.
Something calls you, and at first, it’s only a calling. Like your pride beckoning you to the hunt. It floats between each heartbeat, as if hoping that it might slip inside at the slightest pause.
Something calls you, and at first, it’s only a calling. It lingers outside the limits of your senses, tickling and tickling you to answer. It gives the promise of what must be played out. The music is playing, the dance has already started. The vacant space on the floor is calling you…
Something calls you, and at first, it’s only a calling. Like a distant magic ticking your imagination, willing it to devise grand tapestries of far-away possibilities. The line of the horizon draws closer and wags its tail, taunting you to chase. Your feet start to feel the smallest itch…
Then. It becomes more than a calling.
It becomes a force.
The magnetism plays in rhythm with repulsion. An outward force awakens like a guard dog. Your every sense is aware of the sound, your every thought fixes on the solution. A spark ignites and all your muscles scream. They beg for motion, for movement, for acceleration. Everything around you goes grey.
All you know is the vivacious, almost carnivorous energy bursting through you.
Screaming at you to run,
to throw yourself outward,
to dive headlong,
to plunge,
to move,
to chase the horizon at full velocity with your arms wide like a bird on the breeze.
Then, your mind becomes clear. It fixates on the bright promise of a distance embrace, of a drooling pride waiting to begin the hunt, of a vacant space on the floor waiting for you to spin wildly with the music, of a horizon calling you to the chase.
You allow it to grab hold of you, and with a pause, it slips between the beats of your heart and curls your lips into a smile.
Something calls you, but your eyes see nothing. Your ears can almost hear it, but catch only the wind as it passes. Your heart knows it well, and with one step, you heeds the call.
Go. Live. Explore. Experience.
OOLINS | 2015