Do you ever have moments when words can't express how you feel?
I do.
There have been times when I'm looking out at something so breathtakingly perfect and beautiful. Some sculpted landscape. I might be standing on a hilltop looking out, words sticking in my throat - I can't express how I feel. I wish I could stay there forever. But if you asked me how it feels I couldn't say. I know it's the most fantastic sensation and at the same time so frustrating...because if you asked me how it feels I couldn't say.
There's moments when you look at someone you love and you realise you love them being in your life so much right at that moment that you wish you could experience that kind of emotion at that intensity all the time and you wish time could stand still. But at the same time if you did have that emotion at that intensity all the time you'd know it wouldn't quite express how perfect you feel right now.
Or, like has just happened to me, you hear music so beautiful that you wish you could climb up inside it and rest there amongst the harmony and melody. (Maybe take a listen to the music from the balcony scene in Romeo & Juliet - an instrumental version of the song 'Kissing You' sung by Des'ree and see where I'm coming from...)
3 comments:
I totally get what you mean...
...and that song is a fantastic example. Gives me goose bumps every time.
I recently had that feeling about a short break steve and I went on to a tiny island in the Indian Ocean. I've been meaning to blog about it for the last week or so, but just can't quite think how words could describe the scenery and sheer 'bliss' of being there, in the middle of nowhere surrounded by such beauty. It was a little piece of heaven on earth.
I agree about that song - makes me wanna cry. Actually I listened to it not long after giving birth to my frist born, Daisi - gives a whole new meaning. Actually, also when she was born, Ronan Keating 'If tomorrow never comes' had just come out. The week before Daisi was born I was involved in what could have been a very nasty accident and it truly was a miracle that I walked out of the car scratch free. That song made me blub, probably along with the hormones, as I very morbidly I guess thought about would may have happened if a certain person had not kept his special eye on me that night.
Sorry didn't mean to go on then, it just all came out!!
Yeah things like this happen all the time. I've been trying to extend my vocabulary to embrace other words that I could use to express how I feel. A lot of the music of John Barry, Thomas Newman and the music from The Mission all bring on this emotion of awe for me. Standing on top of Red Pike in the Lake District looking over Buttermere on one side and Ennerdale on the other is quite breathtaking! Love for my wife is also hard to describe other than it is total and all consuming. I could go on!
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