Listen with your heart as you read this article, take the time to really imagine what was in my mind...
If you have not the time, I suggest finish whatever you are busy with before finally taking the time for this article of mine.
Now is the time to reflect...
Now is the time to flashback...
Back to a certain time, back to a time...
Look deep, Look shallow...Look inside...
Now, this article is going to be about how I'm going to interpret the picture I have added in my blog. The picture about the green meadows and a tree and the clouds in the sky. For those shallowminded, you would have thought "It's just a darn picture, for gosh's sake", but not for me. And this is where I try to reveal what I have in mind.
Well, let's start from the beginning...
I had a dream one day, and it was something similar to this....
Alright, here is where it actually begins...for those that doesn't want to be bored to death should just leave now.
I woke from my slumber and felt the soft, green grass around me. I opened my eyes to the gloom and dare not move. I moved my hands around me, feeling the hard, distinguished soil on my palm. My head started to move, as I lifted myself up with my hands. The thrust upwards made me feel awkward. It almost seemed like I had a headache. But I reassured myself with a little shrug. I looked around, smelling the air, feeling the silence with the breeze.
A quick glance around gave me the realisation I was on an evergreen, hypnotic meadow. The lush, green grass was all around me. The clouds above cruised gently, moving slowly pass me. Everything was serene, from the comfortable carpet of grass below me to the puffy cotton-like clouds above. What caught my attention was the lonely tree that had shadowed me from the rays of the sun.
The tree that provided me with shade, swaying with the flow of the wind, amazed me. The immense size of it took my breath away. The top of the tree could not be seen, and it was full. The blooming tree boasts an amazing fill of leaves, making it seem like a bloated fish or a mushroom. The aging trunk of the tree was smooth when touched, deceiving its maturity. The leaves rustled with each blow of the wind, enthraling me. Finally, I stood up from where I laid and headed towards the tree. The tree towered above me, enclosing me in its deep, dark shadow.
Looking up, I was totally mesmerized. The tree exhibited itself as a very imposing creature, standing there above me, almost like looking down to me and laughing. The leaves were rubbing each other, making weird laughs and that displeased me. In my mind, I had not a choice, but to show the tree who was boss. I started to climb it. The tree might have looked big but with each climb, I felt myself being bigger than it. From branch to branch I moved, like a monkey exploring its habitat.
Finally, I reached the top of the tree. Looking out from the leaves, I saw large expanse of the meadow. Going on and on, the meadow seemed to stretch for miles. There was nothing else in sight. And the skies above, nothing but the gloomy, puffy and dense clouds floating by. The wind blew past me, bringing me to a level of serenity I have never felt before. The breeze made me feel like holding my hands up and spread my arms out to the sky. My mind lost control of me for that second and before I knew it, my arms were up. I spread them apart like the eagle when it flies and felt the wind passing through my body and it seemed to be caressing me in its unique way.
Before I knew it, I lost my footing and slipped. I fell from the branch I stood on. I continued to fall, pass the leaves and the branches. I could not find anything to hold on to. And I continued to fall. I fell and fell, a never ending feeling that continued to beseige me. And then, beofre I knew it, I woke up from my dream and was on my bed once more.
There, that's the account of why I decided to change my picture for my blog.
I think that the dream I had that day changed me in some ways.
Until now, I'm still wondering what it meant. For one thing, I never tried climbing a tree before. And I am not that stupid to stand on such an unstable platform.
Maybe someday I will understand it.
But for now, let it linger in me and let it be kept as a secret within me.
Take a look at yourself in the mirror, who do you see looking back?
Is it the person you want to be, or is there someone else you were meant to be, the person you should have been but fell short of?
Is someone telling you, you can't or you won't? Because you can.
Sometimes happiness doesn't come from money or fame or power. Sometimes happiness comes from the good friends and family. And from the quiet nobility of leading a good life.
Believe that love is out there, believe that dreams come true everyday, because they do.
So take a look at that mirror and remind yourself to be happy because you deserve to be, believe that.
Is it the person you want to be, or is there someone else you were meant to be, the person you should have been but fell short of?
Is someone telling you, you can't or you won't? Because you can.
Sometimes happiness doesn't come from money or fame or power. Sometimes happiness comes from the good friends and family. And from the quiet nobility of leading a good life.
Believe that love is out there, believe that dreams come true everyday, because they do.
So take a look at that mirror and remind yourself to be happy because you deserve to be, believe that.
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wow!!! u can be a writer!
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