Thursday, December 20, 2007

Girl with an Ipod

She sits across from me. The subway train is heading north. I watch as she takes her Ipod from her jeans pocket. She glides her finger across its skin as if caressing a new lover. It is obvious she is searching for a song, something to mark this moment. A smile spreads across her face. Her hand drops back to her side as she returns the Ipod to her pocket. Her eyes close as she tilts her head back.

The train rocks her body back and forth like a mother lulling a child to sleep. Her smile gone now, tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes. She does not brush them away or even open her eyes. She is lost in this moment, painfully sublime as it is. As the train pulls into the station, the jolt drags the tears down her cheeks. Still, she does not flinch.

As the train departs, I catch my reflection in the window next to me. And I see her as well. She is smiling now; smiling in my direction. She knows what I know.

tall penguin

4 comments:

heart2heart said...

It's amazing how music can reach down to the depths of our soul and draw out all of these emotions in us. It is so pure and simple and raw in it's ability to allow us to express ourselves.
What a beautiful moment :)

mememe said...

hi penguin....well...you dont write much these days....ok i think something intresting coming up your way!!...well..iys christmas eve..n i want to wish you a very MERRRY CHRISTMAS n a HAPPY NEW YEAR..........i just wish that your wish(es) some true....enjoy..:-)

mememe said...

that some is come....sorry bad typos there!!

Ganga Fondan said...

This is so wonderfully written, I love it!!!!

Sending you good thoughts!!!