Profound Thoughts

I belong to the wilderness. The mist-enveloped forest, the verdant plains on its outskirts, the spring-fed brooks and streams serve as my playground. Its limits seem boundless under the azure heavens, where only a few drops of rain would seem to dampen my free spirit. Like that of the other countless creatures which call this place home, there is happiness and contentment. I am a denizen of the earth. Day and night I wander around making sure that all those born from it continue to flourish so as to sustain the cycle of life. I am their lifeline and they too are mine. Day is about to turn into night. Lilac clouds, a heat-haze aurora amidst silhouettes emerge from the landscape awash with green, a beautiful chilling sight at daylight’s end. I let out a calm and soothing wind. I could feel a sense of buoyancy, and I know that magic is working on me like a strong potion trapping me in its mystical looms. A feeble breeze tickled my face urging me to go on as if with time I had...

The night is calling… A pale moon rises beyond the distant horizon. Whilst marveling at the wide expanse of the Celestine sky, a brilliant ball of fire lights up… Gently illuminating the path it left behind… I offered a short prayer then uttered a simple wish… As soon as the words left my mouth, so did its light died down… As vast as the space engulfed by the multitude of stars, I just couldn’t help myself think as to how small and puny I am in the greater scheme of things… If my existence could be like that fleeting flash of light, then perhaps someone, somewhere might have had seen it and likewise did what I have done. Paving for myself a gently illuminated path in the celestial firmaments like that falling star from deep space, gives meaning to my existence. I closed my eyes, immersing myself in inner solitude. A fresh breeze billows on my tepid skin, along with it the effused sweet scent of the frangipani. I could hear the chirping of the cicadas and the noise made by the ...