A dream of dreams, she stood by the shore.
The water of the waves, washing up her feet
Coming and retreating much like the people we meet.
The gust of wind played with her hair,
Closing her eyes, she could hear it whisper.
"Maybe in another time, another era, another life,
You stood here, witnessing nature,
Holding someone's hand in yours,
Now you stand here alone, independent, driven.
Still, you feel that void, don't you?"
Like a piece of the puzzle is still missing,
To complete the fulfilment of her heart,
She opened her eyes in hope, and let her fingers entwine and fold,
Perhaps to hold on to something, or someone, non-existent
Or someone waiting to enter her story.
~ Suranya
(11.09.2017)
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