Life sometimes sweeps you out of your way for no reason and for good. Life is a journey. To the woman, I was inspired by my imagination. The story begins...
The sun dawned with a shadow in the cloud, She was beautiful as hell and bright as heaven. The shadow faded, and she went inside the forest. The place was a village surrounded by the borders of real natural lakes, a river waterfall and a dark forest. I Heard a peaceful flute sound, peaceful and passionate. She felt like the closest friend leaving you away. I felt a feeling of Énouement. Dragging me down yet attracting me forward.
I followed the wave losing my way, Daring the danger. My nose smelled pleasant flowers and the scent of nature. Clouds united in the tough forest. I can not lose hope nor return back. The desire for destiny hurried my steps faster, raindrops were already doping in my shoulders. I started to run, I saw a deer hop and hide behind the woods.
I slipped down looking at the deer. When I woke up I saw a dear! Still, dew and fog were in my eyes, not conscious struggling to see the beauty. It was an eye lock event. I saw her smile, she woke me up and dragged me to a cave. I was still blanked out.
Mighty rain and hungry thunder and lightning ate the feast, fired many trees out of life. Only we two stepped inside, " The cave once a tiger lived here," she said. I laughed. She said "I do not lie" I wanted to go back but the rain did not stop. The rain called out" Why don't you stay longer?" She got a lighter from her bag, from where she also had her flute. I saw her flute when she flipped the bag and rummaged it to find the lighter. She made a warm hot fire in the middle with some trees. It was like camping.
I kept my eyes trying not to lock it back, yet I failed I did what I was not supposed to. Saw her straight in her eyes, and I could not stop myself admire her. She said"What?" I asked her if she could play the flute I loved the way she sounded. She signed a yes with a shake of her head. She took a deep breath in, took her bamboo flute and started to play with her air of confidence and grace. The melodious tunes echoed through the cave, intertwining with the rhythmic pattern of raindrops outside. It was as if nature itself had joined in harmony with her music. I could see the deer once more enjoying her musical melody
Her fingers flowed effortlessly on the bamboo flute, each note resonating with a profound sense of peace and feel the good memory. In the soft glow of the fire, I could see her eyes sparkling with a mysterious charm. There was an unspoken connection between us as if the universe had conspired to bring us together in that mystical cave. Her music wrapped around me like a gentle embrace, and for the first time in a long while, I felt truly alive. The time went faster as it was relative.
As the last notes of the flute faded away, she looked at me with a knowing smile. The storm outside had begun to subside, leaving behind the serene aftermath of nature's fury. The raindrops now fell gently, like a lullaby waving us a goodnight.
ughh I sighed as I looked at the sky, moon and the star. A Wishing star was shooting. Each of us closed our eyes and visualised a dream come true event.
I asked what her wish was We sat by the fire, exchanging stories of the desired future. She smiled, a twinkle in her eyes reflecting the flickering flames of the fire. "My wish," she began, "is for a world where every soul finds the melody of their heart, where music and nature intertwine to create a symphony of peace. A place where kindness and understanding prevail, and people dance to the rhythm of compassion with my flute and I." Her words resonated with the tranquility that surrounded us.
She asked what mine was. I blushed and said "I wish for a life filled with moments like these, where unexpected connections and shared stories, I wanted to stay with you forever and support you achieve your dreams.
The moonlight spilt into the cave, casting a soft glow on her face. After a few long while, it was just two minutes later I saw her smile. Hand in hand, we stepped out into the moonlit night
Her eyes sparkled with understanding, and a gentle breeze seemed to carry away any lingering hesitations. I said I saw the deer in you my Dear.
In response to the challenge posed by ViM, I share the story of 'The Dragon Beside Me,' This dragon, a symbol of love and resilience, also plays flute that makes you feel good. I express my gratitude for ViM and Vocal.
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
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