She smiled,
She put the orchid moon to the place it used to...
She was stroking the gravestone with incomparable softness and matchless tenderness,
and I was looking at love from where I stood....
This morning is the umpteenth time I enjoy an amazing scenery, witnessing the love that is not separated by distance and time, the stretch off in determining a size, like watching a scene in the romantic drama.
This time, She came as usual in the same time and the same flower on her hand,
She is not young but not yet old, her homely face looks like the always smile, She must be happy in her life.
I saw her sitting near the grave, she put the orchid moon on her lap, and She started to talk,................ sometimes I saw her thin smile, sometimes her face turned into a serious mood, but mostly I saw a thin smile on her shaded and earthy face....sometimes I could know that she was reciting prayers from her face that pleading earnestly.
and then......She smiled, She put the orchid moon to the place it used to...She was stroking the gravestone with incomparable softness and matchless tenderness, and I was looking at love from where I stood.....
a strange atmosphere took me to followed her step every morning, try to find the answer of hundred questions on my mind,
I kept wondering why she was so persevering and never missed doing her ritual morning, I kept wondering why she kept nurturing a love that can not longer be comforted in her real life
why she talked to the grave in that way, why the orchid moon and many why"s that I wanted to find the answer ....
and again this morning....She smiled, She put the orchid moon to the place it used to...She was stroking the gravestone with incomparable softness and matchless tenderness, and I was looking at love from where I stood.....
this time, our eyes met...
and from her eyes I got all the answers, Her shaded eyes replied all the questions without words....
She took me to feel the love, she taught me that love not always about soft touch on your skin, not always tight hugs and intoxicating kisses, not always holding hands and being together.......
Love is about giving you a strength to continue life while a part of your heart left
Love is about accepting the sad and happiness, in the same way, no more no less
Now I realize, why she has a very strong heart and tender love for us, why she never complain and always put the smile on her face no matter how hard life hit her
Her love leads her every day, and the orchid moon is the symbol of her love............
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Today as usual,.......
She is smiling, She put the orchid moon to the place it used to...She is stroking the gravestone with incomparable softness and matchless tenderness, and I am not looking at love from where I stand.....
but on her side, reciting prayers between the gravestone and orchid moon,
with my beloved mom........
Comments
@Setareh,
I think I improved a lot, thanks to EC and thanks to all friends whom always gave me a good comments and critics,
it was a really nice and touchy blog ,thank you for sharing.
It is all in our heart.......the love can last forever,no matter the time or the distance .Every day it is an opportunity to tell the persons you love how much they mean to you,so that one day when we will be no longer around them,they will have the strength to carry on,to face this world without us.
When a woman loss her partener she is weak,but when she have children she become strong,because children gave her power and strength to go on and she is able to do anything just to see her children happy.......
Very touching blog,Ratu!
Thank you!
God bless you mother!
Ratu,dear,I like to read your writting,you know it. You have your own style in this field and may describe your feelings better,than anyone in this site.
" She was stroking the gravestone with incomparable softness and matchless tenderness, and I was looking at love from where I stood".....
This line, pricked my heart when I read it. What can i say exept, its good job and good blog. Well done!
Dear Ratu, wow! what should i write about your wonderful writing? It is amazing. Thanks for sharing.
Estanis...long time no see, hope you've been doing well
encouraging comment as usual :-)))))
Thank you...
hiiii Arsalan,
wow wow wow, so happy to see you here
Mr. teacher...thank you for your kind attention
Wonderful , Ms Smiley I always ask myself that how can a person express her emotions like that , I have no words to express what you wrote here
Thank you, Lucia
I do agree with you,... that's the power of love
thanks again for reading and giving your appreciation
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