Crawling
between the shades of time, door to door, blink to blink, moment to moment and
beat to beat I reached the soul of world; a world that is nourished by us, the humans.
We feed
its soul with love and hate; the love which helps it through incarnations of
life-forms and the hate which forces it to perform immolation.
My dream,
my time travel machine journeyed me further close to the soul of this world
where I encountered its origin. It was filled with the seeds of life. My imagination
helped me to zoom further into the infinity of this canvass and there I saw it,
the
purple seed; her favorite color.
For a
moment I wished to pluck this seed out of the soul of the world but a sudden
fear took over my heart. My imagination started to delude away as my heart was
being taken over by my mind. I thought to myself that if I took this seed away,
the life inside of it would die.
I was
entering the territory of The Unknown and the mist of concealment was blinding
the sun of revelations. I had to get a broader view of this life. I had to
travel to a different dimension, the space.
Space
provides us a different perspective of life. There it exists in the form of
wishes and desires rather than the physical contacts that we face on earth. The
life-form in space makes the moon wish for the earth and the earth wish for the
sun.
My imagination
tele-ported me to the space where I started to float and drift; wishing for my
desire to be understood by the unfathomable energy that binds the space
together. Suddenly, the flotation stopped and I saw in front me the beautiful
earth spinning around its axis.
An Omen.
I started
to look for a clue on earth, a solution to counter my dejection. Though I could
see miracles happening all around the earth but I wanted the one that was meant
for me. Omens are powered by the desire and I was focusing on making it stronger. It
took me a short while and there it was, Silene
Tomentosa, a rare purple flower found in the Gibraltar, considered extinct
before this very moment, blossoming in the light of the sun.
I had
my belief back with an answer.
“A
seed requires be conceiving and nurturing by the soul itself to grow it into a
rare flower”
After
getting my answer I traveled back to the soul of the world and went straight
to the place where the purple seed was lying. I took the seed in my hands and carefully placed it in my
heart with a promise to nurture and nourish it with love.
The moment I placed it in I felt a time jump in my heart, my dream, my time travel machine had switched off
and I was awake.
As I
opened my eyes I saw her standing in front of me.
My love,
my purple seed, grown up into a rare flower.
