CHI NO 'GENESIS'

I started the day with a blank mind.

It was like everything that lingered in my head before I drifted to sleep was extracted.

And in its place was these random words.

Inspiration poured on me like this comfort-giving rain outside my house.

And on my way home I got a chance to walk under the rain.

Just now a thunder boomed to which my glass window quiver in terror.

Now back to the 'walking under the rain topic', I was hesistant at first.

Funny, it was as if I was afraid of the minute droplets.

Then a single droplet striked my left eye and I was finally able to overcome the heavy feeling that stayed in my chest for so long.

With every raindrop that dyed my white shirt gray I felt like they took my burden away and cure me of the self-induced feeling of loneliness.

With a slow classical music flowing from my badly-tuned speakers I picked a pen and started to write.

I wrote, and wrote, and wrote, and wrote...

...until my index finger hurt.

Lying before me was a piece of paper, with words of apology and sensation of being re-birth scribbled in a random manner.

Now it is time to convert them into a piece that truly fits my true self.

Another thunder roared across the sky.

I closed my eyes and a speck of tear overflowed from the corner of the left one.

Maybe I have hurt myself badly for constantly tormenting the impure heart with visions of arrogance flashing before a weak individual who uses melody as remedy.

I shattered the crown and donned the worn-out attires, waiting for the dawn of new souls.