Cloud 9
Force ten
Apollo 11

I'm high in the sky
Driven like the wind
But walking on the moon

A haven of brilliant colours lit up her eyes...
And her ears caught the faint murmur of an ancient song of the flower gods...
Her tender hands felt the papery body of her new friends...
And affectionately did she blow a kiss to their hearts...

She often wondered how her life had filled with such colours of the primroses...
That she had no chance of recalling the dungeon trapped days of her life...

Her world had become one with the blues, reds, yellows, oranges and violets of her new companions...

....

And this was how when he left her...
She never left herself!

The frozen glacier surrendered to the warmth of the day...
The mountain valley smoothed itself to pave the way for a happy journey...
The rocks set the momentum for the tryst to happen in time...
The playful flowers escaped in the carriages of the wind to act as witness...
The sunshine sang holy songs of reunion and the moon acted as a watcher by the night...

Thus the stage was set...
Only for but...
The river to meet the ocean!

She is the sea...
Ever deep and cleansing...
That when people who stand by her shore...
Are driven into contemplation by her lapping waters...
The hearts rejoice the cool breeze which she radiates from the ***** of her sacred land...
She makes the people feel the sea within themselves...
She presents memories in the form of shells for people to take back home her essence...
And sand castles fashioned by tender hands are always embraced by her infinite boundaries...
She and her lover sky,ever entangled in a kiss, plants the seed of love even in spirits of frail lovers...

She is the sea...


And ever thus she remain an unforgettable experience in the life of every soul who visits her sanctuary!