In the affairs of pure love between two human entities, all known rules and particularly concerning the ripping of their fruits, which they say, shall only be attained and labored by time, bears no legitimacy. For in truth, only but the very first nature of the feelings, which are contained within the sand glass, truly carry any significance. And when time and space can sometimes witness a growing love, they are undeniably not the prerequisite of an ever-long-lasting true devotion. And so, when some can spend an entire life nourishing and working effortlessly, so as to reach the climax of a ‘once upon a time’ initial felt love, for other luckier, yet, perhaps rarer species of our days, they will live to see such apogee within the beat of the very first moment that is now. The true encounter of love in its purest form and all its associated empathy. And like the auspicious passengers onboard a fast train that seemingly flies at the speed of light, leaving behind a tail of a thousand starlight dust, it appears no matter what places they wish to reach, the devotion they carry for one another will always decisively conquers any and all prior destination they had so desired.
And thus, within the veracity of higher emotions, these Romeo and Juliet, the twin flames of our plane and sporadic soul mates, such are the few names they go by, truly arise as the true masters of love.
A logical and pragmatic certainty which will constantly stand in the face of all. Even if sadly, a few years have gone by till one finally hears the inner voice which never left its side when it was saying and is still saying ’it is either the all or nothing and alas, no half measures shall be permissible within this misunderstood though, divine, universal sphere’.
Today is the day, when I shall finally be granted that which I have read and seek for so long.
And thus the journey begins…
Mounted high enough so as to seize the view well ahead of me, in this instant, I am slowly moving with the motion of the desert beast and in a path that must have bore its steps a thousand times and which now gladly welcomes mine.
The feeling is alive and filled within a heart that beats like a child, when she is told she can fly to a place high and far above the stars. And it is in the same span of time that at once, I become aware that such junctures only come around at specific hours in this life and consequently, away from all eyes, I gracefully send my words of gratitude to the sky.
I am now in my element to the fullest. I am now in the center of our earth.
And whilst continuing to move forward onto the yellow sand, the final destination that bears the grandest algebra and equally so, the biggest enigma of all ages, finally faces me.
And at this moment, what was previously felt in the chest, whilst imagining the scene that would present itself to me, can now conclusively be witnessed in all its splendor and therein be plainly described as the ‘grandeur’ of what the will of man can achieve, when man himself understands the universe and its divine rhythm.
And on the eve of this calm summer night,
Whilst prayers are being sent forth to and fro high above,
From the oak tree that is your place of rest,
I can now see you flying high into the sky, like the Simurhg
On your way to a world you have never seen….and which has never seen you either.
And once you descend to the land, it is with the eyes of a child that you shall see a plentiful of divine sights enacted from the voyage,
Amazing heights, where the horizon will suddenly seem as clear as an Alabaster stone;
Winds that shall whisper louder and remind you of their existence and meanings;
The grass under your feet that breathes Gaia in all its splendor and energy.
And when the journey will have brought the fruit of its seed and knowledge will have sank into your mind,
You shall return to your departure point no longer as the knight who wishes to conquer the queen and her kingdom but as a true king who has conquered it all and now strives to begin life as a phoenix bird !
Credit: pic by Babaps
And in my world,
If sound did not exist,
What of the fate of my wordings ?
For beauty seeks harmony!
But if voice I was deprived of,
Ah! divine soothing melodies I could still hear,
And wordings would thus breathe at ease…
Credit: picture by Venetas