Saturday, February 23, 2008
- 11:06 pm
so sometimes i read this story i wrote once, to hold me closer to myself.
have you ever met rikki tikki tavi?
i met him the other night, in a dream. he sat there, in the midst of whirls, twirls, colours and squirls sitting quietly with a sagely expression on his little furry ferrety face, his whiskers twitching ever so slightly in the face of the breeze. the colours maddened as i came closer and his ripe amber eyes deepened in intensity as he sat there in silence for a few minutes before looking up; and with a casual toss of his head said "meow.", before looking on stoicly once more. "I live the dream within you, friend", he seemed to be trying to tell me. "so never forget who you are." With that he yelled RIKKI TIKKI TIKKI TAVI and bounded off his little rock, chasing the whirls and scribbles, sometimes catching them.
I asked him what he was doing- "I am building a river" was his reply. and as i looked on, rikki taught me love, tikki taught me joy. his patterns showed me faith and passion, he lightened day in his own fashion. the colours danced their agreement as flowers burst forth from the top of that green hillock. at first i laughed at this little ferret with his big ideas and impossible ambitions, and i laughed at the colours painting the sky all shades of green, blue, red and yellow and i laughed for no reason till my eyes closed of their own volition and reopened; to leave me laughing at a mirror. i could still hear the laughter echo down the long corridor. never before had i felt so alone; a chill gust stole in to nip at me and floating dust motes chose to halt their eternal perambulations for a break on my shoulders. i moved to leave when a merry little voice put me at loss, and a ferrety shadow scampered across."i live in all of you, my spirit is true, my spirit is true ", he seemed to whisper. "and if you learn to accept me, you will see what will be. no matter where you go away from yourself, nearer together or closer to far, never forget to never, forget who you are."
the wind whispered for the form of rikki tikki tavi
till a sudden breeze puffed it away;
and it was gone for rikkis return,
another day.
fin
hit the stars
