Beaches

Written for Theme Thursday - Beaches

Sunsets, Sunrises,
The feeling of wet sand under bare feet
Bucket and spade
Sandcastles
The sound of the sea gently lapping the shore
Or the roar of the waves crashing on the beach
People walking at the edge of the water
Ice cream and bhelpuri
Palm trees and Coconut water
Camel rides and Pony rides
Bollywood movie shoots
Cricket matches
Collecting shells and watching the crabs scuttle across
Jumping in and out of the waves

These are some of my beach moments experienced over the years.


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Rose petals at your feet

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I walk towards you, rose petals in the palm of my hand. I do not know who you are as I cannot see your face. The light is dazzling and it blinds me.

Something compels me to walk towards you, propels me towards you. I am drawn into a strong vortex like a magnet that pulls me in.

My heart beats fast and strong and yet I am calm and serene. Does that make sense at all? Probably not in this physical plane of existence. But somewhere out there it all makes sense.

Perhaps at the back of my mind I know of your existence or perhaps it is my soul that recognises you. In this moment, however, it matters not.

I crouch low and place my rose petals at your feet. I know not why only that I must. At the very moment when my hands touch your feet, I feel the joy surge through my veins, I feel your power and your love.

I look up and behold the most beautiful face one can ever imagine. Your mesmerising eyes take a hold of mine and in them I see my entire existence, the world and the universe. And in that instance I know that I have lived a multitude of lifetimes in many dimensions and many universes with you.

You speak, but I cannot hear the words. You pick up a petal and place it in my hand. A gift to remind me of a moment sublime.

The beep beep beep of the alarm clock shakes me out of my reverie. I slowly open my eyes and smile. Was that real or was that a figment of my imagination? Was that a dream or did I travel somewhere into another world?

I realise my fist is tightly clenched, I slowly open up my fingers. A single rose petal lies in my hand and its fragrance is intoxicating.

The events of the night replay like a fast paced movie. I am in heaven and my joy abounds. But what did you say? Oh what did you say?

Then the words "Blessings to you"  flashes across my mind.

~x~

Here's hoping dreams do come true for me and you.

Written for: Write Tribe Photo Prompt  and  Theme Thursday - Dreams

This story is part fiction and part fact (as in I really did have a similar dream).


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