The distal sounds of a choir can be heard through the window of life.
The infectious melodies reach deep into my soul.
Demanding I listen.
What is this new song?
It's unfamiliar.
It's unforeseen.
While at first the song is faint and hard to understand.
The choir becomes louder and clearer.
The clarity of the words opens my eyes, my heart and my mind.
Like a flower unfurling and reaching for the sun.
This unforeseen song cannot be ignored.
It is a song of two
Two hearts that have just met but beat in tune.
Two minds that seemingly align.
Two smiles and two laughs.
Two with a thirst for life.
It’s a song of a yet to be discovered journey.
A journey into the unforeseen.
As our paths have only just crossed.
But these paths have become one.
No longer are we just listening to the unforeseen song
Instead, we now sing as one.
It is yet to be discovered how long our paths will merge.
But hand in hand we will walk it together.
Touching, listening, and feeling.
Exploring this unforeseen world
Thriving in the sensory overload.
And singing the unforeseen song.
While the unforeseen song has only just begun.
Many pages of the song book remain unturned.
And many lyrics are yet to be written.
The choir of life beckons me to join in.
It beckons us to join in.
About the Creator
The Salt in her Voice
The myth says mermaids sing to lure sailors to their death. But why? The ocean is huge. Only 5 percent has been discovered by man. Why would a creature of the sea with that much space to roam ever care about the fate of men on ships? The answer, as it turns out, is not a simple one at all. The truth about the myth is older than the tides. Long ago before the first ship ever cut across the surface, the sea made a pact with the sky. The sky would take the souls of the drowned. Anyone who died in storms or any quiet accidents of the deep would have their soul lifted upward to the Heavens while the bodies would remain below, feeding the oceans endless hunger. The greedy sea however wanted more souls than the sky would claim. So it created mermaids. It gave them beautiful voices woven from currents and moonlight. It commanded them to sing. "Bring forth the ones who float where they should sink." it instructed them. So they did. They never killed out of malice but out of obligation. They sung to summon, not to seduce. A mermaid's voice could loosen the tether between the body and soul, making any man step willingly into the water. The sea would take the body and the sky would take the soul. Balance maintained.
By Sara Wilson5 days ago in Fiction
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