A deep silence

A deep, imense, absolut, unsoundable and indecipherable silence


It is like to be traveling for centuries across an imense and depressing darkness of an inhospitable and frozen intergalactical time-space, distant some million light-years from home. Suddenly, it comes, and it could be seen, just ahead: a giantly ball of light, a sweet and embracing warmth; no one knows what, from where, or why for, it was. In the begining it was just an infinitesimal point, afterwards a magnific esphere in expansion, overruning, ruling and commanding the empty space and all the bodies, living or inert, in the surroundings.
A star, a sun, a comet, an asteroid, a pulsar, galaxies in collision, an white-hole, an armagedon, a cataclysm, anyone celestial bollid, a recent born and giantly self illuminated and illuminating gaseous planet, a new big-bang, the apocalypse?!
It doesn’t matter...
What is really worthy is just the majestic and vibrant light, the caressly and tepid warmth, given like a delicious kiss of love, the life entering by the pores, by the cells and molecules, invigorating, retonicing and realiving body and soul; the repouse, the quiet, the calm, the tranquility, the home, the final destiny, the target hope, the happiness, at last the peace...
And all of these were been fitted, commanded and ruled by... the love.
An absolut, imense, deep, unconditional, perennial, eternal e infinite love.
Simply the love that, coming from her, feeds and sustains all in me.
“She” – because, without any doubt, it concerns about a being, an entity or a manifestation from female’s origin, essence and qualities – stays there for a good and beneficent time, in the space of my view’s and life’s field; or, better than this, I am who really remain there, paralysed, astonished, foolished, in love and bewitched, such as Mercury gravitying around the Sun, blowing on this pleasant and very special time-space created and maintained by “her”.
However, when I already was liking, desiring and loving still more this wonderful, when I already even dare to think that I could hold her for more time, or still for ever...
Unwarnly, unlogically, suddenly, and, even so, inresponsibly and infantilly, “she” simply goes away... (probably to another galaxy, to another star system, to another planet, all of them strangers for me and to which I don’t belong – maybe because their gods and saints never call my unknown and insignificant name)
She went on distancing, extinguishing, disappearing in the space and in the time, until to be completely vanished, leaving behind her just a terrible and dark vaccum, an emptyness, a nothing, nothing but only the old, ancient and too much already very well known icy coldness.
And all that remained were just a deep, frozen, imense, absolut, ruling, unbrokenable, unsoundable, inpenetrateable, miserable and indecipherable silence.
Apart from a great and unconsolationable longing...