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Dreamer (A Short Story)

Trillions of tiny warm pieces of coral, rock, and sea bones run smoothly through the hands and feet of one female being.

She sits upon the shoreline watching the way the tide and waves change...watching the almost reddish-orange sun set.

The sun that she is mesmerized by.

Mesmerized in such a way it causes her mind to open up, like a whales mouth when it's ready to satisfy it's hunger, looking almost as if its about to swallow the whole ocean itself.

With her brain burst asunder by the wonder of God's creation, she starts to think..thinking as she never did before, and putting thought into things that has never even crossed her mind.

Time is now infinite.

As hours pass, which seem like seconds, thoughts are no longer the only thing that surrounds her.

She is now accompanied by a Dream.

A dream which is as sweet as the very breeze that swifts across the ocean tops and embraces the most exotic extracts from the fruits and flowers around her.

A dream that cannot be expressed with words, but more rather jesters, thoughts, and actions...acts of love and uncontrollable feelings of desire and emotion.

Though in the deepest urge of reaching this dream, one never truly realizes how much pain, heartache, and sorrow one must endure to accomplish this ultimate beauty.

The understanding of this so called pain or love-sick criteria is, for some, too overwhelming for them to comprehend..and so we, me, you, or whomever simply just give up.

So truly, the strongest really do survive the pain love brings.

And so now, as the day becomes night, the sunset fades, and the oceans calm...that young female being heads back to another place of paradise, where she will lay her thoughts, dreams, and concerns on a pillow.

Yet as sure as the moon is forever, so was once a dreamer who is now the dream.

 

-Bobbie Leigh

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Afghan
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May 19, 2010
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