Drumbeats and Thunderstorms

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.

Source: Tina

Sparkling lights flickered on the seabed as the Moon said its goodbye with a promise that they will meet again. With the warmth of their love the earth begins a new day as the Sun slowly rose up to spread light all around, filling his wings the warmth that it needed.

Smiling, he spreads his wings out more to absorb all the light that he could gather, for he knows that the dark clouds would be back again, but this time he would be ready.

He takes off to the sky again with a promise to the Universe; that even on rainy days, even when there is lightning, even on days when he wants to run away; he will flap his wings, strike light through the cloudy skies.

He will fill his chests with wishes and feelings and spread his wings on the wind, flying towards the future that beholds, for future can be optimistic, it can be great if he wants it to!