GAMMA
galene - the stillness of the sea
Your eyes remind me of the ocean. Have I ever told you that? No, of course I haven't. I'm certain that every time I've tried, the words I wanted fled from my lips and I just ended up shaking my head and answering your curious gaze with a dismissive smile. I wish I could find the right moment when your eyes are open and awake, not closed with peaceful sleep as they are now. How is it that my words feel right and elegant now while you sleep beside me?
You sleep so peacefully. You are ever my peace, my tranquility and I know this, for I've seen it in your eyes. It's the peace of still waters that sparkle green and blue, turning gold when sunlight skips over the surface. Or whose waves become gilt-edged in the dying light of day when the late spring breeze passes over. Those small waves, golden like the light that touches them, are no real disturbance to the water. Gentle ripples in warm water, there to bring out the flecks of gold more than anything else.
There is life beneath such calm. A whole riot of life hidden by the still water, yet not supressed by it. Every so often it bursts up out of the water in a shower of glittering droplets.
Just as there is so much life in you, my Padawan, so much feeling. And I treasure the moments when I see it burst forth, clear, bright and cloaked in light.
But it's the peace that has captived me. The warm sunlight and even warmer depths I see when I look into your eyes have have been the safety and refuge I've sought. So many years alone, so many years of dealing with emotions that could or would not calm down. So many years alone. You've changed all that, Obi-Wan. You've brought me light to chase away the coldness of my soul, rest to the storms of my heart. I'll tell you someday; there are words to say all this.
For me you are springtime, tranquility, safe harbor and the stillness of the sea.
galene - the stillness of the sea
Your eyes remind me of the ocean. Have I ever told you that? No, of course I haven't. I'm certain that every time I've tried, the words I wanted fled from my lips and I just ended up shaking my head and answering your curious gaze with a dismissive smile. I wish I could find the right moment when your eyes are open and awake, not closed with peaceful sleep as they are now. How is it that my words feel right and elegant now while you sleep beside me?
You sleep so peacefully. You are ever my peace, my tranquility and I know this, for I've seen it in your eyes. It's the peace of still waters that sparkle green and blue, turning gold when sunlight skips over the surface. Or whose waves become gilt-edged in the dying light of day when the late spring breeze passes over. Those small waves, golden like the light that touches them, are no real disturbance to the water. Gentle ripples in warm water, there to bring out the flecks of gold more than anything else.
There is life beneath such calm. A whole riot of life hidden by the still water, yet not supressed by it. Every so often it bursts up out of the water in a shower of glittering droplets.
Just as there is so much life in you, my Padawan, so much feeling. And I treasure the moments when I see it burst forth, clear, bright and cloaked in light.
But it's the peace that has captived me. The warm sunlight and even warmer depths I see when I look into your eyes have have been the safety and refuge I've sought. So many years alone, so many years of dealing with emotions that could or would not calm down. So many years alone. You've changed all that, Obi-Wan. You've brought me light to chase away the coldness of my soul, rest to the storms of my heart. I'll tell you someday; there are words to say all this.
For me you are springtime, tranquility, safe harbor and the stillness of the sea.