FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS -- CONCLUSION

 

I'm standing in a thick darkness.
Where I am
I don't know.
Maybe in a dream.
Or in a nightmare.
Ahead I see two scenes.
Two choices.

I can follow the sounds of the surf
and join the man swimming in the ocean.
An ocean filled with strong waves.
I can smell the salty air
and hear the pounding waves.
Or I can follow the path of flowers
and walk through the colorful archways.
The sweet smell entices me,
drawing me in.

What to do?
Is one choice better than the other?
The ocean can be exciting but also dangerous.
The path of flowers could be pretty but boring.
What should I do?
What would you do?

If I don't wake up soon,
I will have to make a choice.
I close my eyes.
I open them.
I'm still here.
I'll go with the safe choice,
since I'm a no risk person.
I'll leave the adventure to someone else.

The flowers smell so sweet.
The sun shines above.
I can hear birds again.
Will I see my white bird?
Oh yes.
There it is.
Flying above me.
Did I make the right choice?

Oh, look.
I'm back home.
Where I started from.
I guess I made the correct choice.
The correct choice for me.

LOST IN THE RAIN

Lost in the rain.
Beaten down.
Alone.
Drifting.
Tired.
Wet.
Ready to give up.
On life.
On the world.
Curled up in a ball.
Ready for my last breath.
Then the unexpected happens.
The sun comes out.
The birds begin to chirp.
A wet breeze hits my face.
I look up into the sun.
I don’t feel so alone anymore.
I feel alive.
I’m happy I waited.
Waited for time to pass.
For time to heal old wounds.
I’m ready to face the day.

 

PARADISE IS CALLING MY NAME

What would paradise
look like to you?
I would say that it would
look like this picture.
A house in calm water.
The air smelling of flowers.
People moving in slow motion.
No need to hurry.
Warm breezes.
Sun shining.
Birds chirping.
What else could you
possibly ask for?

AFTER THE STORM

The winds have taken their victims.
Tree limbs are scattered across the grass.
A quiet descends upon the land.
Animals begin to peek out from
their hiding places.
Birds begin to chirp in unison,
happy to be free again.
The earth regenerates itself,
preparing for the new day.
Soon the sun will shine.
The clouds will clear.
And all will be right
with the world once more.

TO DREAM

flowersgardenlove:

Rose path Beautiful gorgeous pretty flowers

Wouldn’t it be nice if each path in life
resembled a paradise with flowers?
No matter which path we choose,
we would be surrounded by roses.
Sunshine on our faces.
The perfume of flowers in the air.
The sound of birds chirping all around us.
It’s nice to dream.

A COUNTRY ROAD

alexmilsommedia:

A lonely country road.
Will it lead you to a peaceful place?
A place far from crowds of people.
A quiet place, where the only sounds
are the chirping of birds.
Will it be a straight road or one
with winding curves?
A road is like life.
It can be straight and easy,
or winding and dangerous.
Which would you prefer?
A little danger can make life
a bit more interesting.

COME AND JOIN ME

The scene looks peaceful and serene.
I could close my eyes and feel myself
sitting there in the shade of the trees.
I could hear crickets chirping and
fish jumping in the pond.
Close your eyes and join me.

PERFECT FOR TWO

A perfect setting.
Two boats for two rowers
to row across the still water.
I could almost feel the sun on my face,
and hear the birds chirping.
Time like this is precious,
and should be savored.
We just have to find the time.