The Awakening

It was as if the two of them were floating, traveling within their dreams. In the cloud covered sunlight, they felt themselves moving high above the Earth, and heading towards the Great Sea. The sea and the sky became one, clouds and water within a mist, washing them.

They were lost in this other world, but it was not unpleasant. Floating brought peace, and there was no time here, just the moving through the mist of blue. The smell of water.

But as they moved without a particular space and time, the sun suddenly pierced their consciousness, and began shining on their faces. As they returned to their bodies, the warmth brought back their spirits, and woke them, as if from a very deep sleep.

Poetry and Image Β© Copyright 2021, rivers renewed

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