It is evening. I am sitting on the beach and watching the sun go down.I am looking around and thinking "oh God what a wonderful view" .The clouds are clothed in warm colours by the sun rays, they are caressing each other and becoming part of each other.
The sounds of the sea are coming into me so tenderly and telling me something interesting. Small stones are crashing into each other, the water surrounds them, i think they can not help falling in love with each other, that is what I hear such tender voices. I am listening to their sounds of love and thinking - maybe those little stones are lovers of every single drop of the sea or maybe they are feeling such pain for the water to keep living on? Oh I want to know how is their life ? Are the living as dying people? Generally what is life? Maybe it is a huge conundrum with the accompaniment of destiny? Maybe it is something that can raise you up into the sky with happiness then drop you too the ground ruthlessly! That is about stones and water that is their physical pain, but for us mental! Perhaps life is a very long labyrinth which you must overcome or it will collapse over your head! Humans are maze runners, I think the weakest maze runner is me. And at that moment I want to share feelings and pain of the stones and the sea.
I am still observing the anxiety of the sea and looking to the clouds, I am feeling the tender sun rays' passion and thinking
what if...
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