Monday, 22 August 2011

Memories to keep.

Circa 1988.

I remember walking along Suffolk Street in mid October, a Saturday afternoon.

Looking up, towards Paradise forum I saw many birds, flying across each other over a bruised ochre sky. There were tinges of red, orange, yellow, blue and green across the horizon.

The birds danced across each other. Blurring each other's path, making a new pattern in their wake like iron filings being pulled by a magnetic force.

Crossing. Diving. Climbing.

It was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen in my entire life. And it stopped me. It stopped me in my path.

And made me realise that the pull of the earth and its inhabitants are timeless. And eternal.

This was the closest thing to an awakening or a religious moment at that point in my life. I measured my breaths in moments. I measured my life experience in hours.

I haven't thought about that moment in 20 years.

Until tonight.

2 comments:

shape shifter said...

You described this event so vividly I could actually see it! beautiful, and thank you for sharing it :)

Trav28 said...

Thank you! It was breathtaking, I hadn't thought about that moment for years until yesterday...