Dreamy battle
At times we sit and watch the world with closed eyes and can see things with more clarity. Was all this a dream or a reality, suddenly it all had lost to make sense.
Fingers twitched, the shut eyes opened but the feet refused to move. I battled to move them but they refused to budge. Was it a battle lost or was it.....
And then the feeling of hopelessness and helplessness overpowered the feeling to pull self together and the battle raged on. But someone had to win and then....
Suddenly the overwhelming feeling of finding everything is lost - a ransacked ship being shattered to the shore. All that remained was the roaring waves lashing the already broken pieces and tearing the sails...
But a phoenix always rises from the ashes and no one knows what it goes through. When we see it in flight we still wonder with awe the mighty bird in this world. Someone always wins.
Fingers twitched, the shut eyes opened but the feet refused to move. I battled to move them but they refused to budge. Was it a battle lost or was it.....
And then the feeling of hopelessness and helplessness overpowered the feeling to pull self together and the battle raged on. But someone had to win and then....
Suddenly the overwhelming feeling of finding everything is lost - a ransacked ship being shattered to the shore. All that remained was the roaring waves lashing the already broken pieces and tearing the sails...
But a phoenix always rises from the ashes and no one knows what it goes through. When we see it in flight we still wonder with awe the mighty bird in this world. Someone always wins.
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