A Ballad in my Boots

Stomping through my leather tanned boots on South Yarra streets I was impatiently waiting at the tram stop close to a pedestrian walkway, flanked by the street lamps and surrounded by numerous street stylers who envision the streets as their only ramp walk. I was one among them in my Forever New sunglasses dressed in my Zara light knit wear which was topping over my Levi black jeans, a teal-green hand stitch bag hanging on to my palms and my feet slipped perfectly into the Vintage leather boots bought from a Melbourne lane way.

My affair with exams was well concluded and along with my friends I walked down to Swanston Street. My favorite past time is window shopping and I was completely engrossed in some hand stitched Italian bags. All of a sudden I heard a melodious song breaking through the right hand corner of the street. The modulating voice was magnetic and I was pulled towards her direction. The little girl playing the guitar singing along was presenting herself meekly. Her face discolored and her cheeks swollen. Her eyes rolled back and the powerful melodious lines that lifted from her throat made me realize the talent she owns. As she floated through various numbers the entire crowd gathered to cheer her determination. It was a voice of every other person who had known the joy, loss, pain and the beauty held within. As she hummed to the end the applause broke out. The girl’s pain and joy mingled into one, a lonely voice representing to cry for all of us.

It had been a nauseated week for me, having a rough roller coaster ride through the volumes of reading and researching while attempting towards the best output for an outstanding outcome. Its the rhythm of life every student experiences which brands us as strong. Finally I could see a rainbow through my professor’s smile submitting my last paper. I assure you my friend there is an awesome promise in the beauty of the rainbow following a destructive rainfall. I learnt every burden holds its own blessing. Have a blessed day.

Lynette Gracious x

28th Oct 2016~

 

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Jeans: Levi

Top: Zara

Boots: Random Lane-way Vintage store

Lipstick : Berry Noir- Bobbie Brown

 

6 Replies to “A Ballad in my Boots”

  1. superb….

    1. lynnettefrantz says: Reply

      Thank you Dax!!

  2. Very good information. Lucky me I ran across your site by chance (stumbleupon). I have saved as a favorite for later!

    1. lynnettefrantz says: Reply

      Thank you so much, Much Love x 🙂

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