I blink my eyes open, just open enough to see that it is morning already. There is sunlight shining in through the window, and I can make you out now that it is no longer dark. The sight of you makes me smile. You are resting on your side, facing me; your head emerging fromContinue reading “early morning.”
Author Archives: Eliza
questioning.
Forces around us cause us to bend and to flicker like flames; they sometimes threaten to put us out. We must, through our own strength, regain our footing to shine once more. Is the flame – are – the same as before? Continually shaped by the world – everything outside of us – and yet,Continue reading “questioning.”
O Mio Babbino Caro.
“One day, I was a student here, just like you!” I say enthusiastically, balancing the harp in between my knees, feeling the curious eyes of the students on me and my instrument. I am glad to be here, though I think that is the case only because you are. I would not be this happyContinue reading “O Mio Babbino Caro.”
Make-up (a reason).
She had never been much into make-up and giving much importance to one’s own appearance. For a start, wearing make-up used to make her skin feel trapped and her eyelids heavy. She had never found much pleasure in putting make-up on and she did not even perceive any advantages to it. It cost money, itContinue reading “Make-up (a reason).”
A walk down the aisle.
By some strange phenomenon, you and I ended up paired to process down the aisle. I had such joy in my belly I could have laughed. Was God looking down from above and feeling content about bringing us together for this seemingly insignificant, but somehow symbolic, event? It felt to me like He was, forContinue reading “A walk down the aisle.”
An old new friend.
This afternoon was an experience that exceeded my imagination and my expectations. My heart is full, satisfied, joyful and at peace – just the way one feels after eating a truly nourishing meal. I have trouble believing it happened, trouble believing that you and I actually did meet this day, and spent time conversing andContinue reading “An old new friend.”
She.
There was an air about her, if one looked at her long enough. Physically, she was quite a beautiful person, and pleasant to look at. She was rather tall and skinny, with long limbs. Her dark blond hair fell just below her shoulders, and it would smoothly frame her triangular face when she did notContinue reading “She.”
bloom.
you are one of those rare beings in front of whom I wish to bloom
Friends.
I should like to meet with you one day, just you and me, and a little privacy. I can see us, sitting opposite one another, at a table tucked away in the back corner of a cafe. You would be kind with me as you always are, and ask me questions about work and aboutContinue reading “Friends.”
Wishes.
My life has been blessed with miracles. I know this because many of my wishes have come true. That is miraculous in itself. Picture the younger me – do you remember what I was like? – shy, introverted, mysterious, with a shaky self-esteem yet strongly independent and fiercely resilient. The younger me that met youContinue reading “Wishes.”