The sun glowingly glistens on my pale face, as I inspect the outside beauty from the abstract glass window. Whistles of the wind slither inside from the open window on my face as the sun gleams at my direction, brightening up the whole room. The room has a unique charm that not everyone notices when venture on inside.
This isn't just any ordinary room, it's magical. What makes it so magic is a variety of things. You just have to learn how to look deeply into every piece you set your eyes to.
Wooden fixtures all around. Necessities laying still and quiet as the swishes of the sea outside go left to right, left to right. Swish swish. The chairs continue to sit still underneath the wooden table which has black and white place mats and scrumptious food waiting to be devoured by the proud keeper of the room. The keeper always sits on a rocking chair. He has done for a lifetime watching the world pass by as he stays comfortable on his rocking throne. Only for him and no one else.
This space is his haven, his whole world. He doesn't know any different and he knows he has to protect what he loves the most. This room. The keeper and his late family used this room as a safe space to relax unwind as things became too much at times. The one place he could stay and not feel at all vulnerable.
The keeper continues to sit there to this day.
Here he is now, delicately smiling as he listens to the wind's song, letting the sun coat the heat all over his skin. What could be any better than this?
The keeper's smile becomes wider as he hears deafening screeching from the seagulls passing by in flocks, children darting back and forth as they laugh at the game they're enthusiastically playing. Oh what a beautiful sight, he thought.
An important memory appears within his mind as he begins to stare beyond the blue, calm and pleasing to the eye forever shifting sea.
Two children laughing as loud as their lungs could let them, as they tightly grasp their rainbow kites and let them fly around the rapid gusts of the whistling wind.
After a while the two children put a halt on their cheer of their kite flying and gently lay down on the delicate green grass to feel the wind's tickles from the sky on to their skin. Eyes shut, inhale and exhale as their minds become absent from any dangers of the world. This powerful liberty they embraced helped them reminisce on the beauty of the world we take for granted. As they take in the liberty they have, they begin to drift off into their own worlds.
Flower fields with a plethora of colours of the rainbow. So bright and touching to the heart, how could you hurt such delicate things? Such delicate flowers? They're so petite and vulnerable but yet so gigantic looking because of their colour. Every colour is just as pleasing as the other. That's what they remembered and fell in love with as they continued to imagine. The soft clouds. The sun blazing down on the flowers, glowing and growing to become better and better. What could be more beautiful than unity of colour? I say nothing. Unity is the beauty of the world and unity is here to stay. That is the epiphany the keeper has retained from his imagination.
As he comes back to the room and back into reality he grins at his achievements. A great protector of every piece sitting peacefully in his sacred room. That's his purpose to protect things astonishing.
Now you're probably thinking astonishing? But. Not everything is beautiful! That's where you're wrong and that's what he knows deep in his heart.
Beauty is not always what's on the outside but what's within, why you were made, what you did with your purpose and how you choose to make yourself. All things in this world have their own unique features and movements which bring us all together. Beauty is unity and we are all beautiful. Everything is beautiful. That's what the keeper prays people to will learn and live by. Every item, person, place and anything you can imagine has a unique charm of their own.
The keeper protects this room, he makes sure anyone in substantial pain can use this place as a haven and a place of self reflection. Just sit and watch the world go by as the sea softly swishes the time away. Stay as long as you want and do what you may!
We're all keepers of our own world and can imagine our own room. Our own havens. We will make it and we will be the best we can be.
The best doesn't have to be perfect. The best is trying to the point where there's no options anymore. The keeper begs you to understand that your importance to the world is real. You contribute to the worlds unique perks. What it may be, you will find it and grasp it with all your might no matter what stage of life you may be.
The keeper loves you and the keeper loves me.
He will embrace you, understand you and make you feel at extreme liberty as you sit in your own haven existing at peace in the world you make within the keeper's special room.
The keeper loves you and the keeper loves me.
The keeper will love us until the end of infinity.
The keeper loves you. And he always will. Come on over here.
Come and chill!
