Feb 06, 2006 17:52
I didn't know what to think. They told me you were as good as gone...protecting me. How could this happen? The signs were everywhere. The sun didn't come out that day. I drove past a hearse on the way to practice. Mascara ran down my cheeks. My friend and I got in a fight. It was raining. Then it froze. We got 8 inches. We couldn't get out. The signs were everywhere. I cried myself to sleep. Two nights ago I just cried. The sleep never came. They were talking about death, on the tv. They were talking about war. The signs were everywhere. I prayed so hard. Harder than ever before. I prayed through the fog until the sun rose. Hands clasped so tight, fingernail indentations were left. I read my bible seeking inspiration, hope, anything to keep me from this torment. I cried for days.
I finally decided to do it. I put the three silver parts together. Everything was ready. But me. I brought it to my lips. Inhaled. Let out love for you with my loving heart. Closed my eyes. Played. It was beautiful. Some of my best work yet. It didn't matter. Adagio. I played my prayer. I played my prayer 100 times. I prayed through everything, even Hindemith. I prayed. Then the sun came out and I felt His presence. Was it true? Could it be? I ran to the window and felt something. Happiness. Relief. And there it was. A message. Everything was going to be ok. I prayed. I cried even harder, but not as long. Love. Miracles. Peace. Love.