IT ALWAYS MAKES A BEAUTIFUL SOUND
WHEN SOMEBODY SLIPS AND HITS THE RUNGS ON THE WAY DOWN

There was a tinkling of winterbells, and then a ding.
A door opened and she came out.
Wow, what was that?
He smiled a small smile through bloody lips
and a lacerated cheek,
raising himself despite bruised ribs,
and said, (with soft eyes)
it always makes a beautiful sound,
when somebody slips and hits the rungs on the way down
of a ladder.
Copyright ©2003 Ashi Shadow
8/25/03 Originally titled “it always makes a beautiful sound, when somebody slips and hits the rungs on the way down”. It is one of those "Stream of Consciousness" things, on the concept of “grace”. On losing it when.. I do. So my life starts falling apart again and then somebody looks at my eyes and tells me my eyes are beautiful or... something. I think I actually start behaving more beautifully when my life's falling apart. *looks away*
Though it's probably just because the rational side loses control. Anyway, it's on Katie but is fictional. There... was no "beautiful" coming from her mouth.