Monologue with a childA Story by Prokhor OzorninHello. Forgive me, for I have not spoken with you for such a long time. For long, inadmissibly long I have been occupied by things which seemed the only important ones to me, the only deserving attention. And in this race, in this never-ending inconceivable bustle I have almost forgotten about you, have almost left you alone. I have no time left even to speak. I know, I always knew, how important it is for you - to feel, that you are not forgotten, that you are important to someone. That somewhere someone is awaiting you, awaiting your return. That he will happily embrace you when you will appear again on a threshold of his house. And now you have returned. You have traveled by novel and unknown ways for so long - and this world is so full of dangers. But no - you have passed all of them, traveled effortlessly - so easily, as if the knowledge of how to bypass them was always with you, since your very birth... as though they were not even obstacles, promising danger, - but some mysterious, wonderful game... and you sincerely enjoyed it. Forgive me that you had to knock on my doors several times - that I did not hear you from the beginning. I have almost ceased to believe in your returning. You know, I have been thinking about you since the very moment you left me. The anger, hatred, rage, melancholy, despair v all of them replaced each other as in a kaleidoscope. All of them dropped on me like an icy-cold stream, depriving of powers and heat. Yes, there were also joyful moments - small sparkles, which have flown away from an unknown fire, and flashed before eyes for an instant, before being dissolved into non-existence again. I have even managed to be happy all years of your absence - but only now I have become truly happy when you have returned at last. As if I have yet again found something, I have been searching for all my life... something of the utmost importance. And if you have returned - you must have forgiven me. Come closer, allow me to embrace you. You have changed... you are completely different now. We both are no longer the ones we used to be. You have grown up... became stronger. Truly, this life has taught you much - though what can we teach the wizard, capable to change the world? Approach me, stand no at a house threshold, for this house is our common one. It will always be this way from now on. Now we will be together again, together again - like in the old times, incalculable years ago. We will be together, for we are the one. I and You. You and I. I - human... and You - the eternal child in my soul... 01.09.2006 © 2018 Prokhor Ozornin |
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Added on August 21, 2017 Last Updated on November 5, 2018 AuthorProkhor OzorninRussiaAboutMatters not whether I tell or write – my thoughts will pursue me.If these thoughts are useful to someone – they will become my wings. more..Writing
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