Azure and Coincidence

There are some moments that might seem as though they never happened in the first place. A minute , an hour , a day , a lifetime – a span of time – where you wish you could have stepped out of yourself to view it from the outset. It was just that beautiful.

If you pay close enough attention , sometimes you actually realize, just now , in the middle of one of those beautiful moments that you are a part of a solitary occurrence , mitigated by time , place and coincidence. By fate. A first breath ,a first kiss , a first time you realize the world can be beautiful and perfect , if only for that one moment. And you also know it’s not going to happen just that way ever again.

So your heart takes a snapshot, if you give pause to let it. And then you will always remember exactly the way the sunlight fell , or a specific shade of blue , or the hum of the refrigerator , or the smell of clean cotton. Or the details of someone else’s skin.

The picture, the details are yours to keep , for when you’re immersed in darkness and blues are blacks , and the refrigerators drives you crazy with it’s constant buzzing, and it seems you have lost your sense of smell. and you missed the details of someone else’s skin.

What is most intriguing about these snapshots is how easily they can provide a measure of comfort as well as one of regret – of lost opportunities , broken connections and irretrievable time.

Years ago , i witnessed the most spectacular sunset i have ever seen in my entire life while drinking beer at the wide ridge of Manila Bay.My heart froze the moment i saw the sun touching the crystal blue water. But i could not freeze time altogether. And years later , i unexpectedly fell in love and recognized it the very moment that i inhaled a single kiss and exhaled a sigh – one that was somehow left with my heart attached to it. And i remember stopping to take a picture , knowing all too well that it was not to happen exactly that way ever again.

If i had to explain , even to myself , how i felt at those moments , it could take a thousand words , or it could take very few. A name. A date. A song. The color azure. The word inevitable.

Life may not replete with the moments that paused your soul, the vivid memories of which cause your heart to beat differently , or made it hard to swallow. And all the better . Much of the beauty of those moments lies in their rarity – in the awe of being in the right place , at the right time , a partaker in coincidence. And in finding a reason to believe in fate.

Muta – 011-20-06