Last night, as the heat of the day faded, Mikael and I walked along FC road. I slid my feet along the smooth tiles. There were many more kids begging on the street than usual, very young, carrying babies. Two boys had fallen asleep in a heap on the side-walk. Traffic of all sorts, pedestrian and otherwise, was heavy. We were trying to move past a boy selling balloons, when Mikael spotted an elephant amongst the cars. It was a sad and beautiful sight. Cars screeched their horns and sped past without slowing. Was it just the two of us that stopped and stared? The man perched on its back rocked back and forth to urge it onward. And the elephant walked slowly forward, its measured pace amplifying the speed of everything around it. The sound of its footsteps were lost amongst the sounds of the city, which blurred and blared. In this dream, a boy, holding a tiny girl with a red bonnet on her head, tugs on my sleeve and touches the baby's lips.
What have we forgotten, sleeping in this noise?
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| Wonderful Picture Courtesy of Mikael :) |
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