Siren song

Sound thrumming, buzzing in ears and chest
Blood boiling, night tossings and turnings, reaching, grasping, almost…touching
Song of Power, Song of Knowing
Haunting, seductive, teasing, calling Always JUST...out of reach

And then for a moment, the world melts away and you Know. For one glorious moment everything makes sense, the world is aligned and you're in the middle and your road is straight and narrow and lit up like a neon Christmas tree on fire. Burning with the passion of two sex crazed teenagers on prom night, groping and thrusting, filling every crack and orifice, teasing every last thought, in and around and through. Bursting with sound and color, the music swells and you inhale the true nature of your soul and then...it's gone.

The crickets chirp and the alarm on the car down the street goes off and that damn neighbor dog starts barking again. And you are just you again, and you don't know the answer and you can't see the path and all you remember is the feeling. The feeling of rightness, of knowing, the memory of a memory of a feeling almost gone. And you are left wondering If it happened, wondering if you ever knew...if you would ever know again.

And so we decide if it's worth it. If the flashing moment is worth having when we know we will forget, when we know we can hope to keep but crumbs from that magnificent spread.
We wait and we hope and we listen, knowing this time, this time, I will remember. This time I will grasp and claw and fight and help myself. This time will be different, this time will be my time. This time I will Know.