The Grand SymphonyA Story by Shadi El AsaadThe heavens were burning tonight, suppressed with the boiling need to leave no space untraced. The night sky was a matrix of endless stars shooting aimlessly, only to disappear once again into the blackness, reinforcing plentiful more to join the parade. It was a sword seamlessly maneuvering, flexing and dancing to the heart-beating of the universe, lacerating the sky with temporary scars. That, there, was alive; I saw it pounding, I felt the ground vibrating to that same beating, the trees gently brushing the air, rustling to that tone, it was magical. It was musical, I heard piano notes, faint and slowly climbing up the abyss, getting louder until the melody filled the vastness of the heavens. These were not any piano notes, they were leading the night’s show, an orchestra of supreme grandiosity. Everything was in perfect tune. I looked down at my feet and saw a baby girl, skin pure as a snowflake. I took a step backward. She opened her mouth and an angel’s voice broke through, “Ascend”. I slowly opened my eyes like a newborn seizing his first look at a cruel bitter world, finally home. © 2016 Shadi El AsaadReviews
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1 Review Added on September 7, 2016 Last Updated on September 7, 2016 AuthorShadi El AsaadTyre, South Lebanon, LebanonAboutIntrigued by the odds and ends of space; admirer of chaos. Constructive criticism is much appreciated. more.. |

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