The air hung heavy and low as the clouds dark in grey and torn in silence paid homage to the surrounding calm.All the four corners of heaven spoke the same language with a semblance of serenity,no…almost a loud quiet within it.The East spoke just as the West and the North and South both seemed in agreement to the other two compass points.
The blue in the background remained hid like it had no say in this assembly and would only act as a noisemaker in the current debate.A debate held in low tones that even the haven of wind had no strength or voice to echo.The calm seemed ominous,almost like a conspiracy that only the heavens noticed as the birds remained quiet within their nests.
I doubt the tree snakes came out to busk today as despite the unnoticeable 24.5 degrees Celsius in the atmosphere,even the sun had been told unknown to everyone else to take rest and do an axis behind the heavy laden clouds.A sure sign that when the village drunkard couple argue,even the village chief has to take leave and watch as a bystander for they know not when the wooden stool will come flowing towards their faces.
The air spoke in tandem with the universe;intimate almost as motorists drove by without notice or devoid of attention to the prevailing discussion.A white Prado Tx zoomed past almost distorting the silence but in its depth I couldn’t as well just ignore it.To a point I felt like the same silence took pauses in its speech and looked on at me awaiting my opinion;an opinion of which I held not,at least not today.For once I also wanted to eavesdrop,listen in and be one with the calm.
A previous wind had swept by and with it brought an unease,one that seemed fetched from the East yet the East itself seemed silent,not having much to say,almost overwhelmed in its own run;a run that in this case almost seemed futile and a battle left un-won.
The West too seemed to have a similar tale only deeper in narration availed by a blank stare across the oceans onto the North and South that both seemed to both stare back in shock.All the four winds of the earth seemed at a standstill.The earth itself beat and wasted whilst awaiting reprieve from the heavens.
Reminded me of a most recent outcry that said,we have lost the earth and must thus look to the heavens for help.The heavens,the heavens,the heavens,did the heavens seem ready to help?Did they anticipate this desperation?Did they have any power more than the earth to even be able to come to its aid?
The heavens,the heavens,did the gods still stay up there and did they listen to the cries of the earthlings anymore?Had they deafened their ears to the cries of a beat down and trodden generation anymore?Did they even exist anymore?
Exist huh?For this moment they seemed all but non existent,like they too for some strange reason had lost all power and needed saving by the earthlings,they too looked to them for help,it seemed that their power depended on the earthlings exertion of them and they were nothing without them.
I looked further and deeper into the silence and questions raged through my mind,almost like I knew the answer to the silence,almost like I could tell the verdict and from the smell of the earth into my nostrils I for a moment thought I had it right.
Then I noticed that in the midst of the silence lay something much bigger and greater than the gods of the heavens,that they was no gods at all,that the earthlings themselves being gods instead had exalted themselves over and above each other and almost thought themselves greater than their Creator .They for one had grown overly wise and thus needed proof if they had a Creator in the first place,such an irony as I still found it unbearable to be told to have evolved from a tiny organism which to date I saw not evolving or even increasing in size for that matter.Thinking about this, I recounted the wisdom of the preacher and realised that in a quest for wisdom and knowledge non of it could be thus exhausted as the more it was acquired the more it made its persuants mad with foolishness as in its persuit they lost track of who they really were to start with.
So in this loud silence I got drawn deeper as the heavens held within them a secret unknown to all earthlings,almost like a conspiracy to destruction yet still with a hold of restraint,like they had a ruler who in the midst of all the uncertainty had a plan bigger than the peditions and cries of the earthlings.
Earthlings,they needed to realise that no more gods existed other than what they deemed gods yet these would never for an instance heed to their cries or in any case be responsive to same.Earthlings,they had to open their eyes to the truth of their nature and the service to which the were called to,a service greater than each of them and one that served a more fulfilling purpose than each of their individual selfish desires.
The silence in my sphere carried on into the evening and without warning the four corners of the heavens relented and down fell a heavy downpour …one so great it lasted into the night and waned into the dawn….with it however came a promise and hope of renewal and a sprout of beauty,love,peace and unrivalled joy.The Creator had sure spoken through all that silence.