Past in Present
Behind the telescope, under clouds and clears and a tender snowfall that would wait for them. She was looking through space and time.
- Daddy...
- Yes Esther?
- How old are those stars?
- Well, our Galaxy, the Milky Way is around thirteen billion years old...
- That's... What?
- That's a thirteen and nine zeros... And, actually, a few of those stars you see might not be there anymore...
- What do you mean?
- They are so far away that it takes a while for their light to reach us. Thus, the telescope, becomes a time machine, it shows the past...
The night was getting colder and they decided to go back in. While walking on the snow he thought once again about that idea. He felt unattached from the present. Not only it was unreachable when looking through the telescope, it was also when looking within. A lonely tear came down his cheek and died in a resigned smile.
- Will we look again tomorrow, daddy?
- Yes, we will, gorgeous... Yes, we will... We'll keep looking... We'll look for as long as it takes...
His voice faded as they got into the house...
1 comment:
Al mirar por ese pequeño agujero que es la consciencia, podemos ver el reflejo de un pasado que nos formó...Distante, determinante e inalterable, nos ilumina en las noches más oscuras...
Me ha gustado (y com ves inspirado) mucho! :P
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