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answers, contentment, desire, destiny, dreams, Him, love, me, passion, peace, questions, understanding, wonderings
Slowly the suns rays sank beneath the horizon of the sea. Faint fingers of light reaching out to the darkness as it descended and shrouded the earth. One by one, a twinkling pierced the darkness of the sky. All was still. A light breeze that carried echoes of laughter.
Wave upon wave silently met the sand, caught a few grains and swept it back into the sea.
A lone figure sat on a bench beneath the gnarled limb of an ancient tree. A witness to the passing of time and the dying and birth of day to night.
Questions invaded her solitude. Thrusting back and forth.
Memories intertwined with the questioning as she struggled to bring about peace. To understand the mystery.
Once, when life was simple, she was a dreamer.
Once, “When my dreams were mine”.. she whispered…
As simple life joined with the demands and the calls and desires of discovery and adventure, she wove her story through the passage of time.
To this point, in this place.
Life, she was learning was more than dreams.
Life, she was learning, was more than the wistful imaginings of a young soul.
Life demanded…
Demanded time…
Demanded compliance…
Demanded conformity..
Compliance to the breathing in and the breathing out.
Conformity to the rising and the setting of the sun.
When her dreams were hers, there was simplicity.
When reality demanded an audience there was confusion.
The shout of the dream… when did it become a whisper?
The passion of purpose… when it did become indifference?
The bright burning of desire…. when did it start to wane?
She closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel the questions.
She closed her eyes and listened for the answer.
Slowly, like the rise of the sun, the words entered her soul.
The words flowed through her, humming a familiar tune.
” When you forgot the dreams were mine….”
Peace descended upon the torment in her soul.
“Yes” she acknowledged… “yes”
Opening her eyes she saw Him. Standing before her with His hands outstretched.
Remembrance flooded her.
Longing drove her to stand and walk into His embrace.
He held her close.
His heartbeat renewed her.
His strength empowered her.