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Magic

How does one define magic? What is magical? Is it the light that shines without any apparant reason behind it? Is it the item that you swore was here, and turned out to be there? Is it meeting a person for the first time and feeling like you have known them forever?

We have all experienced forms of magic in our lives. The unexplainable... whether because you couldn't define, or just didn't want to... the unexplainable happens to us all. You feel it. It's in the air, the ground. You feel its energy course.

I had three such moments at camp. Lest you believe that all was pain and misery... it was not.



Fire. Drums. Shimmering stars in the sky. Dancers in makeup kicking up sand as they glide along to the slow methodolical beat of drums pounding in tones that remind us of the animals within.

A girl... long hair flowing in the breeze... visibile only because of the licks of flame of a bonfire behind her. Barefoot in the sand, hands grasping a pillar of wood for support and connection. A man behind her... dancing, swaying in the sand, whip slithering from his hand like a snake yearing to curl around it's prey.

The first night, a dance. Kisses of the whip. Warmth of the fire. Moaning of an innocent girl caught up in the heat of the moment... the animal testing its chains. The girl and the gasps... beautiful... the warmth of the flame hinting at what was still to come.

The next night, a return. Hands grasp wood like an old lover. The dance is begun yet again, the rythym of the drums pulsing through veins, fire hotter, higher, licking at bare skin. The snake darts out again, this time not sated with teases. Blood is what it wants, and blood is what it gets. Growling, screaming, moaning, hissing... wounds are opened and spirits soar unfettered.

Two walk together into the sand. They fly out.

Another moment, another place, another cast of characters. A patch of green, flowers and soft, healthy grass and leaves. Sunlight glittering through gaps in the trees. A soft breeze promising safety, compassion, release. Two stand in front of a wise old tree. The two unrelated, but at the same time wound in blood and love tighter than any pairing can be. Brother and sister, basking in the sunlight, and ready to make art. The artist, with her photographic paintbrush, stands ready to capture a connection into timelessness.

What was meant to be a tug-of-war becomes a reckoning. With every hard slam of the leather tails, another part of him is unearthed. Each stroke, each thud latches onto the bad, and pulls it out. Each stress that he tries so hard to hide, gets pulled out one-by-one with each stroke of the whip... so lovingly and forcefully applied by the one he trusts the most.

As the sunlight falls, so does his tears. Quiet moans turn to sobs, turn to cries, turn to a dam opening its gates and letting the river out full force. Release flows, what would be seen as misery is actually a blessing. The weight on the poor lads shoulders finally has somewhere to go.

Some still remains. And there is one way to unearth it. Surgically the whip lashes out with its single tail. Each brush brings sting... sting brings fire... fire heals in the sun. The tears fall, and from his throat comes passion, anger, grief, happiness, sadness... until it turns into the sound of the bloodthirsty wolf howling throughout the countryside. Loud, strong, bloodcurdling screams rack the air and echo through the forests surrounding this once peaceful field.

Blood is shed. Hunger is satiated. The two who are one become so once again. Family is blood. The same blood now runs through two sets of veins. As it should.

Magic. How do you define it? How do you feel it? And can you once it happens?
Is magic love? Or is love... magic?

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luna_littleone
Jun. 28th, 2005 03:09 am (UTC)
Is magic love? Or is love... magic?

Yes.
:)

careful....you might be moving from being just Woo to being woo-woo.
fortryll
Jun. 28th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC)
I personally declare that he's gone to the second power of woo.

And damn happy that these moments happened for him this weekend :)
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kimberlogic
Jun. 28th, 2005 03:32 am (UTC)
your soul shines through these words

*hugs*
blackwingbear
Jun. 28th, 2005 03:58 am (UTC)
Yes, it is...
angel320
Jun. 28th, 2005 04:08 am (UTC)
I'm happy for you sweetie...doesn't matter if you can't define it....you've described it beautifully!

You've had a crappy year and deserve magic...now and always
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njlexi
Jun. 28th, 2005 01:46 pm (UTC)
i'm so happy for you! This sounds like an amazing journey you've been priveleged to go on, and i'm thrilled you made it! It truly warms my heart.
redhead_sue
Jun. 28th, 2005 02:53 pm (UTC)
That was so beautiful. Beautifully written, and just... beautiful.

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