aThe Sounds

Once upon a time....

...there was a young man walking up a hill. He found a girl sitting at the top staring into the ocean below. Curious, he asked her what she was looking at. She said she could see nothing. Looking out into the waters, he could see bright, blue waves crashing against the light, yellow sands and the white sky tinted with clouds. Mentioning them to her, she replied that she still couldn't see anything. Sitting beside her, he described the colors of the sea, the sand and the heavens. He described the scent of the saltiness from the waters and the sweetness of the grass and flowers that were around her. He described the sounds of the water moving with the winds as well as the wind in the trees. The sounds were what caught her attention. Drawing towards them, she listened to the fall and rise of his voice, concentrating on the gentleness and softness of the sound. Looking around, he pointed out a flower and lifted it to her eyes. It was a rose that was dipped in the lightest of blues and deepened in the middle. Light came to her darkened eyes and a smile rose from her lips. Standing up, they walked down to the beach together.

I saw nothing and then everything.
I felt death and life at once.
Nothing is truer then love from God,
nothing rarer then true love of lovers.
All is wrapped up in the moments of time,
with the feelings that are caught upon my heart.

What bloomed was so surreal as a blue rose.
Thought to be a dream,
but found deepness that surpass each petal in the richness of blues.

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