Golden

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I walk on the golden surface under my legs. Feel my toes curling, wanting to be enveloped in the goldness of the sand as I stand for a moment.

I close my eyes.

I hear the softest rustle coming from a tree behind my back rhyming with the sound of small wave trying to reach my curling toes..

I smile

And I feel the faintest blow of wind playing with the delicate fabric of my dress

I take one small step. I feel the small wave gently reaching my toes, slowly covering my feet.

I see a bird, approaching the sea.

It watches me

I watch the bird

It flies around me. It touches my left shoulder,

I watch it flying higher.

I breathe,
I feel alive..

Moments I felt aliveजहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें