There is a moment in time
for oneself when Love is felt.
But this phenomenon
could not be tracked by normal methods. No matter how much you try to search
for it, it never shows again once it’s all said and done!
So, where did the love
go?
He did not know.
He has been waiting for
this, for the sunlight to shine and in the perfect time.
All I need is one,
he felt.
There are things that don’t
go according to how you imagined, but that doesn’t matter now.
Looking at the horizon
with the sea splashing its tumultuous waves off shore, he felt disengaged from
the world. His state resembled the clouds above, detached; detached and
very different from ours, living in the realms of fantasy, creating an illusion
of activity in the placid atmosphere, as they morph into numerous forms before
they finally disappear from the sky.
Reality surpasses the
imagination at times.
Looking away and closing
his eyes, he chuckles while breathing the air around, feeling his battered wings
which are not so strong enough to dance in the sky.
He recollects the time
when he did not know how to fly in the sky, yet he still outstretched his wings
to the heavens, with one hand in the air and another holding the hand of his
significant other. Love was felt then!
He heard their friends' cheers;
the winds were laughing though calling them immature.
With the passion bursting
from their hearts, the adventure they drew in their lungs; they gave power into
their wings, letting them soar through the heavens.
The dazzling stars were
inviting them to fly high in the sky.
The sun was shining brightly,
the beats of nature were bustling through the atmosphere around them, as they
swayed and danced with overjoy, like a parade, filling their hearts with
passion of love for each other.
He would say “I would
make you the queen of everything you see; ‘will put you up on the map, ‘will
cure you off disease”
And she would look at him
smiling with eyes glistening with joy and love.
But sunshine would not
have lasted long amidst the dark water bearing clouds.
Covering the sun and the
moon, they prevent their light to reach the earth, the impurities covering the
intelligence and preventing its light to reach the mind.
Mind, body and spirit
share a home giving it an identity. When this identity is not taken care off,
it gives rise to suffering.
The dark clouds have
shaken and transformed their identity.
There is so much strangeness
and terror around that the transformed identity has trouble orienting. Shaking
his head, he wondered if it is all a dream, if this is all real.
Is it time for him to
wake up? But does she want to wake up?
They could not fathom to
what was happening.
Their identity felt like
it was being ripped apart. The body and mind were struggling to give identity
what it needs. They weren't conditioned to run in these conditions.
The Universe
watches them to run out of juice and collapse into the abyss far away from each
other.
Here, lying in the ashes,
his soul cries out, for he could not find his eternal love. His love being lost
in the shadows!
He lay there hence beside
the sea, lost in his thoughts while watching the clouds.
His mind was trying to
look inside, for a fix. But mind couldn’t fix it alone though, for his identity
is lost.
The cloud comes through
with cracking thunder, raining, as his eyes were moist with tears rolling down
his face. His spirit tires to calm down with the synchronizing waves of the
sea, warming himself on the memory of the connection.
He looks over towards the
horizon again. The clouds were trying their best to hide the Moon from
the Sea. The Moon and Sea meet every night to fulfill their eternal love.
Overjoyed by his presence, she dances over the expanse. Their
love generating waves as high as possible, only so that they could feel other in
their arms. They make this effort every day in the hope of staying together with
each other for ever.
The universe watches in
silence, perhaps the thunder is its way of making its presence felt. But that
does not make the love of Moon and the Sea any less.
Lightning struck soon as
the expanse lit up to the dance of the Universe. The rumbling and thunder
above followed by the lightning created a beautiful symphony, descending into
his mind like a new life for a flower to be born.
With the divine
communication, his body started to reform, his wings fluttered in the storm.
His mind, spirit and body
were all healing, his identity shaping back together.
He feels he can do this,
for he would not be afraid of the thunderclouds, the dark black clouds!
He thanks the Moon and
the Sea for helping him guide through the gloom, the storm. They
reciprocated in their regards in the clear night sky as the dark clouds slowly
dissipated in the vast expanse.
The love of them will
continue for eternity and so will the love of him for her in his heart.
