The Sing of Freedom

The warm beams of the rising sun lighted the undergrowth that had grew claiming back the civilized soil of my backyard. I wondered how nature could chose a place surrounded by a brick-and-mortar walls and crowned with a wire fence as the place to seed life. Its depressive, I thought about how men turn the marvel of nature into a trashcan.

I sat to admire the misery of the workmanship of men when a visitor arrived. It was a crimson cardinal of bright plumage that landed elegantly on a tall branch of undergrowth and devoured the little fruits while sang a beautiful melody.

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Can suicide set us free?

I rang the bell and waited, but my friend didn’t open. It was weird, since his car was parked outside his house. I knocked the door three times and called him. After couple of minutes, he opened the door and invited me in.

The curtains were shut and the place had a pungent odor of alcohol and ashtray. He sat and lit a cigarette. He looked pale. It was no wonder since he was dealing with the split of his longtime girlfriend. I avoided the subject and talked about the usual stuff. We took a couple of beers that relaxed the moment and later we went for lunch. After that, I dropped him back home.

Years later, having a drink with him, my friend confessed me that the day I visited him, he was about to commit suicide. The rope was around his neck, and he was waiting for take the leap. But my stubbornness calling at the door prevented him of doing it.

I saved him… without knowing.

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The Waterfall

The sun shines in the clear blue sky. The wind blows, carrying a fresh breeze with a smell of wet earth. Big, green trees move with the rhythm of the wind, like dancers pulled through the air. I feel the high grass hitting my knees and its softness when I step on it, hearing the cracking of dried leaves between big stones covered with brilliant green moss. Butterflies and insects fly about the flowers in the green fields, welcoming their new guest. I watch lizards posing on the brown bark of old trees, and I listen to the birds singing in the branches. Being part of such a beautiful show of nature, I am overcome by a delight of senses that arouse my imagination. I close my eyes and feel how the air fills my lungs with each breath. (more…)

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