Dienstag, März 21, 2006

Der Frühling kommt in Deutschland, so denn in meinem Herz

I'm now at Granny's, seeking a moment of peace as I lie lazily on the couch. The chirping of the birds is endless - but that is a welcoming sound. Unlike weekends, it is extremely quiet here. The sound of Grandpa sweeping the fallen leaves accompanied with the symphonic feathered chorus distract me from the burden of work, and brings a rural image to mind. It's cool here, and peaceful. The hourly chime of the chlock reprimands me and cruelly reminds me that I've to retreat back to work in an hour's time. Yet, I shall not yield! Well, at least not yet. As long as there's still time to lose myself in this tranquil atmosphere and the vastness of the living room. The church bells droned, declaring it's noontime. Here I lie on, resting my tired mind, my spent body, nursing my bothersome sore throat, while I ponder over how long I can endure this agony, for I have yet another choir to instruct. But not forgetting I'm not to enjoy this rare peaceful memnt, I proclaim: come rain or come shine! And the weather looks like it might pour later. I'm looking forward to it.