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The intensity of the fire was indescribable as it was beating against the ground. I could hear loud noises left and right. The rattleing just would not stop. Where was I? And, within that moment the rocket lifted up off of the ground and into the sky. it was so beautiful. Such a spectacle that only few get to see in their lives. I felt such a grace come over me as I saw this huge rocket lift into the sky into a far away unknown place. The stars glittered and almost seemed to wink at me. It kept going farther and farther with such speed. Then when it was just to be out of sight it large boom came about. Though to many around the world it could have looked like a shooting star. it could have been sucha miracle to the others , but i knew
The dress was simple, but it spoke so much. Being past down from generation to generation it held so much history. This dress had become a spectator of the quietest kind watching the very rare occasion of a first holy communion. A vision it was in white and how it flowed so nicely back and forth as each previous owner walked down the aisle. For some reason I am envious of this dress. Being able to witness such a miracle of a first holy communion so many times seem like such a joyous occasion. Is it weird that I am envious of a piece of clothing?
I wish there was a reflex for a broken heart. After only a second, to be back to one's normal position in life, but with each relationship we change a little bit. Some people like to say we change in good or bad ways ( become bitter and resentful) , but I want to be an optimist and say always for the better!
I am lost in my own fantasy world. Discovering my " destiny" seems to always be sidetracked by uncontrolled curiosity.