Pieces of magic.
This blog is going to contain something I like to call pieces of magic.
No its not typical fairy or witch magic. Then what is it you ask? Well i like to believe that sometimes life makes us feel things so intensely or so subtly that it stops us right there, it could be that moment when you were at a beach and felt that calm and watched the sun paint the sky till it disappeared under the sea, or dived into a random song playing on the radio and lost yourself in the lyrics.The list goes on and on.
It is something you can choose to hold on to till your last breath and smile every time you relive it or even choose to let go of it but one thing is certain, you will feel it.
Everyone of us have these little things its what makes you and me magical, they are things so simple that they go unnoticed.
Like the stars that once blazed the night sky and now live on in you, so that you could be as timeless as the universe you gaze into every night while the world lay in silence waiting for tomorrow but this I must ask of you, stay awake in this sleepless awe and never once feel alone, for there is a creature in the woods singing you a melody so pure so true.
He is the Nightingale who sits in the darkest of nights and cheers its own solitude with sweet sounds, by the melody of an unseen musician who feels that he is moved and softened, yet know not whence or why.
So as you watch the night sky fade and slowly give rise to something new, something yet untouched remember to carry those pieces of magic before they turn into dust.
Nightingale's unsung melody 