There’s a singular moment that happens within another moment; that it, itself, feels like a paradox; at least, if it were possible to experience one. Standing directly in between a moment occurring within another. Witnessing them both happening at the same time. What occurs afterwards might be an absolute awe stricken feeling of amazement. Awe struck feeling of amazement, just before every other human emotion settles itself, a home within you.
A moments hesitation, hands gripping one another, raised ever so slightly, to catch the breathe of consciousness trying to escape. Halt, in front of the stairs to the entrance. In the midst of catching the breathe of consciousness, acceptance. First step, this is reality. Second step, must accept that this is reality, third and fourth steps, it has actually happened. A moment’s hesitation, the last step into the automated doors to begin these final farewells.
Concentrating on those faces stationed to greet entering faces of the sorrowful. Averting the gaze to the conductor of these final farewells. Displaying an example of controlled concern leans his direction toward the vastness. That which eye tries to avoid, acceptance. Aware of the obvious truth for the conductors’ direction, a question posed. May a moment be taken for a solitaire final farewell?
As all conductors’ do, a raise of the hand and a gesture onward, guiding the parts to this symphony forward. Into the unavoidable vastness, soft though heavy, the steps leading to the inevitable truth, it has actually happened. Gaze locked advertently, aware of the surroundings of the vastness, not losing the armored stare, focused on what is undeniable; accept that this is reality.
Hands gripping one another, raised ever so slightly, to catch the breathe of consciousness trying to escape. Release, hands reach out whilst taking the final step, falling softly. Hand gripped on the edge of the contained vessel. Touching a familiar cold, a moment, this is reality. Cold arm gripped by a warm hand. Cold chest embraced by a warm hand. Focused on the face of actuality, a pressing reality. Head swelled with the moment pulls down to this familiar cold. One singular somber wail, a final farewell.