When chaos and violence tears the world we knew apart and left the one world we knew to be lost forever. What do you do?
He grabbed her, hugging her sober sprit as she burst into tears. The pain can never be so great as the two held each other. Nothing was left, absolutely nothing but themselves. There’s no more chirping of birds, the running squirrels or anything alive. Except for the kind old sun that radiates warm energy to them and the four elements that managed to survive the crude world, earth, fire, wind and water. Everything else was silence except the sound of the wind whispering. Barren fields lay on the land with wasted soil. Why does it end that way? And why leave only these two to them.
He held the girl as her tears soaked into his worn shirt as he hugged her. Then, he whispered to her in hopes of comforting her and himself,
“Here I am, this is me,
There’s no one else other than you and me.
Here I am
Just me and you
There’s no one else I rather be……
It’s a new world,
It’s a new start,
It’s a life with the beating of your heart.
It’s a new day,
It’s a new way. I will always love you,
Here I am.”
The girl stopped and stared into his eyes. “Maybe heaven wanted us to do something. Something that is really important. To create a new life, to plant seeds into the ground and leave the rest of the other lives to appear once again. There will be a new world, a world where every living thing will live in harmony, where mistakes can be solved and where happiness and peace is known.”
He cupped his hands on her face,” There’s still hope. We can do this.”
Yes, there’s hope as long as you don’t give up. The girl stopped crying. She took his hands and the both went off, into the barren fields to create life, to carry on hoping.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
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