"Purple Rain" - Prince continued...
This song is definitely a "driving through a winding road heading towards the mountains on a gloomy, rainy, and beautiful morning" kinda song. I may have been a youngin when it first came out, but my mind was extremely advanced. I let my heart conjure up an imaginary love even if it was something I have yet to feel with a man I have yet to meet.
The image played out so vividly in my head. I was always behind the wheel. Sometimes I had a passenger, but most of the time I was alone. I would be driving a stick-shift with dark interior and all the trimmings of a fast car. My hair was always down. Long and wavy or cut short up to my shoulders. I would either be wearing faded jeans and a blue/gray top or a sexy, black dress leaving little to the imagination. The sun never came up and the rain kept on coming. No one else was ever on the road. Sometimes I had a destination. A cabin, a mountain top with a great view, a hidden patch deep within the forest when the rain would quiet down just long enough for me to hear myself think. Regardless of where I would be, he would be there waiting for me. Even when there were other times when the road would seem like it can go on forever, those were the moments I had him by my side.
This always brought me peace and rarely left me sad. It was just a thought, but I believed in it and it never disappointed me. So this is why I said I giggled when I thought of it last night. It reminded me that although it is ideal to keep moving forward to see what lies ahead, there is nothing wrong with stopping every once and a while to appreciate what is right before my eyes.
This song is definitely a "driving through a winding road heading towards the mountains on a gloomy, rainy, and beautiful morning" kinda song. I may have been a youngin when it first came out, but my mind was extremely advanced. I let my heart conjure up an imaginary love even if it was something I have yet to feel with a man I have yet to meet.
The image played out so vividly in my head. I was always behind the wheel. Sometimes I had a passenger, but most of the time I was alone. I would be driving a stick-shift with dark interior and all the trimmings of a fast car. My hair was always down. Long and wavy or cut short up to my shoulders. I would either be wearing faded jeans and a blue/gray top or a sexy, black dress leaving little to the imagination. The sun never came up and the rain kept on coming. No one else was ever on the road. Sometimes I had a destination. A cabin, a mountain top with a great view, a hidden patch deep within the forest when the rain would quiet down just long enough for me to hear myself think. Regardless of where I would be, he would be there waiting for me. Even when there were other times when the road would seem like it can go on forever, those were the moments I had him by my side.
This always brought me peace and rarely left me sad. It was just a thought, but I believed in it and it never disappointed me. So this is why I said I giggled when I thought of it last night. It reminded me that although it is ideal to keep moving forward to see what lies ahead, there is nothing wrong with stopping every once and a while to appreciate what is right before my eyes.
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