Serene Inspiration

Serenity. My cousin Katie-chan created a song which she named Serenity off the top of her head. She played it to me over the phone and asked me to visualize what I heard.

The sky is dark and gray. I am standing on a hill, not a large hill, but a good rise of the land above everything else. It and all of the surrounding flat land as far as I could see is covered in a blanket of bright, lush green grass. The scent of a coming rain fills the air as clouds continue to pass overhead in a thick layer of gray ocassionally letting a few patches of sunlight every few seconds. I look out across the landscape and realize that my vision is blurred by tears. The tears are streaming down my face slowly and steadily. I have been crying for some time. But why? My heart beat begins to slow down as I percieve something at my feet. I do not wish to tear my eyes from the breathtaking view, half in awe and half in fear of what I will find. As my vision begins to lower to the ground, time seems to slow down as though in harmony with my own pulse. Tears start to overflow and spill down over my cheeks as I behold a man, the face of an angel, skin pale and cold with death. I kneel beside him and my fingers drift to my lips, realizing that I had been given a kiss, his breath tinted with the mists of heaven. My hand touches his face before I once again rise to my feet and gaze into the sky. A long mournful note rises from my throat. The wind comes as if in response to my cry of pain, encircling me, faster and faster, wrapping itself around me until I feel my feet gently lifted off the ground. I travel higher and higher into the sky wishing to forget the sorrow that has overcome me. The stars now wink at me as I stare into the abyss of the night. What is this place? I turn to see the moon, its soft light warming my skin and seeping into my soul, to fill the hole in my heart created by loss and pain with what can only fill such a gap, serenity.