The fire burned over the water. Bowls of flame, sending
sparks like stars upward. The water, shining forth its shimmering reflections. The
music, weaving a tapestry of sound around the basin. It was a faerie place,
otherworldly, an oasis in the middle of the urban desert. Outside the hallowed
perimeter, the screeching and the noise and the struggle for humanity raged.
But I, in my hallowed sanctuary, sat transfixed. Unaware of
anything except the opening of another world in front of my eyes. A world made
of ancient beauty.
Fire and water and music. The elements of a human soul.
oohh! this is soo good--"Oasis in the middle of the urban desert" and i absolutely love the connection in the last line--well done. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is just incredible... The last two sentences are really really good and tie it all together perfectly....
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