Pink Neon
As I took some time to quietly observe the place where I
sat, I realized that there was quietness within me amidst the hustle and bustle
of those around me. Living in a city it is hard to find that quiet at times, but
I began to look at the pink neon lights that shown so brightly around the
popular ice cream store that we frequently go for milk shakes. You might think
the pink would be garish or harsh, but in reality, it was not. The sky had
darkened to pitch black and the pink neon parallel bars surrounding the
building rose to a half moon in the center above the doors with the lights neither
wavering nor flickering. Floating above the bars of light were the letters
spelling out the name of the ice cream. It hung there, suspended in air,
against the black of the night. I heard the noise of the traffic, the people,
the distant freight train, but it was muted as I concentrated on the calmness
of the pink neon lights.
4 comments:
Funny how being remote can make you more there.
Yes, I suppose it can. My husband sometimes remarks that even though we have lived here in the metroplex area for nearly 20 years, we rarely see anyone we know when we are out and about shopping, etc. So even that can make me feel remote.
But I imagine you are in a remote area since you write so often about your vineyards?
I so love this small stone, Judith. We are the same whenever I need to find quietness in this noisy city life. I would sit just anywhere amidst the noise and suddently as if I am in another stage of my life my soul seem to leave this place.. a place that is quiet. A place that is in my heart. It's peaceful. It's muted. :) Thanks and you write oh so lovely. :)
Elisa, thank you so much, for validating my writing! I have enjoyed participating in these "stones" so very much.
Come again.
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