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I spend a lot of time at work writing manuals and such.  I thought for a change I'd try my hand at creative writing.

Through these writings I hope to develop my creativity, imagination, communications skills, and of course dream a little :-)

I hope you enjoy!

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Boy, what a load of rubbish that intro was don't you think?  So formal.  That's not how I wanted to introduce this section at all. This is the section where I get to run wild with the roses :-)  Say what I want to say, do what I want to do.  So that's what I'm going to do.  Go nuts!!!

 

Serendipity

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Now I lay me down to sleep ... much needed sleep ... to escape.  As I rest my head on the soft inviting pillow I slowly drift off ... and gradually the dawning of a new day takes hold of me.

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Is it the darkness of my sleep that I now find myself in, or could it be the brilliant reality of a dream about to come true?

It feels like some great transformation awaits me....a keyhole taste into another life has presented itself, and all I have to do is go forward. 

Something deep inside is telling me not to look back, nudging me forward, telling me it is alright to go ahead and experience this wonderful dream...

so I give up the all too familiar temptation to resist ...

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and I lay there motionless feeling the warm glow of the morning sun beating down on my back. 

I can feel sand - damp, soft, white sand under my body - caressing my legs, my chest, the palms of my hands.  Cool waves of water are lapping at my toes. 

What a strange, inviting feeling.  Calm, peaceful, serenity ... I have never felt this before.

Ohhh don't move, don't let go, don't disturb this feeling I tell myself ... hold onto this sensation,  even if it is only a moment in time.

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I lay there for a while longer clutching at the sand, with my eyes still closed tight.  Afraid to let go ... afraid to shatter this moment, this all-consuming warm sensation. 

But what if it is real, what if there is more? What if I am closing my eyes to something really beautiful?

Slowly I raise my head from the sand and open my eyes.  

I find that I am in a strange place...a place more beautiful than I could ever imagine, even in my wildest dreams.  A brilliant cloth of colour seems to surround me.

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Gathering up courage, I sit up to look around - to get my bearings - to more closely study what lays before me - to test the reality of it.

I am on an isolated beach with crystal white sand for miles and deep blue ocean capped in white foamy waves for as far as my eyes can see.

Ahh the beauty of nature, just the way He intended, what a site to behold.

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With life-learned hesitation I ever so slowly open myself to this new experience, drinking in one glimpse at a time, feeling one new sensation after another... letting this new world in with caution. 

I cannot let go of this new found warm safe feeling.   I cannot go back. I cannot hesitate any longer... I must go forward.

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Now I sit here on this isolated beach wondering "where do I go from here"...

and suddenly it came to me like Serendipity.

A knowing smile swept over my face.

Now I understand ...

in this new world there is no pain
there is no sorrow
and I will never be alone...

because now He walks with me.

I have finally found my dream of peace, contentment, freedom to grow, faith, truth.

In this world I have everything ... everything I have always dreamed.

I know where I am, I know where I must go. 

Serendipity

I found this site http://www.angstromprod.com/xfiles/religion.html well after I wrote Serendipity.  When you get there (if you go there) skip down to the section on "Our Island Universe".


You are my everything

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So deep down inside me
burning is this fire
To hold him and to love him
to share with him this desire

Maybe he does not understand
how could he even know
He has only had a glimpse of it
never seen it truly unfold

Close his eyes, clear his mind
for a moment he must let me in
I must show him how much I love him
where should I begin

My gentle man, please let me make love to you
let me show you how much
It will be more than breath taking
the passion behind my touch

How long for this I have waited
all my life I suppose
Let me take you by the hand and share with you
just once this hidden wild rose

Close your eyes sweet baby
let me caress you from head to toe
My love for you is growing
here it goes, just let it flow

The warmth of your body
close your eyes and hold me tight
I want no other pleasure
to get me through this life

Let me show you, my love
let me share what you awoke
Something I knew was always there
of which I never spoke

Just once my sweet man
you must be one with me
Then I will be sure you understand
this fire I have inside is for thee

You are my everything....

 

Mirrored Reflection

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I want to know
what does the reflection say

Who greets you in the morning
and as you brush before bed

What is inside that mirrored reflection

Is it someone who is strong and self-assured though understands the delicate balance between success and the great fall
who, for that reason, appreciates and values each and every success achieved

Is it someone who willingly accepts humiliation when rightly deserved.  Who would not dare to take people or life itself for granted because they make you who you are

Is it someone who has power that which was bestowed by others through showers of respect for your sense of humanity

Is it someone who loves the world because it loves you

Is it someone who knows how special they are and knows that every human is special so is proud to walk the same path with his fellow man

Is it someone who is powerful yet humbled by their weaknesses

Is it someone who sometimes feels undeserving and overwhelmed with thanks for all the loving respect, yet still craves more, more not from all but from one.  From one other who is the same being, who lives the same world

Understanding

If this is the true vision that I see then I would be proud being that mirrored reflection

Here's a link to a really good story called "Blind Beggar - Spiritual Loneliness".

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