On the Wings of Hope : Prose

Puts installation disk on the unremarkable stone shrine, and makes a holy circular detour. After that sits down in a pose of a lotus and begins his meditation. After ten-hour meditation comes to his senses, softly puts a disk in a drive and launches installation process. Dives into meditation again, while the installation process goes on. After fifteen-hour meditation comes to his senses and sees, that the system cannot continue the installation process because of a necessity to press Any Key for process’s continuation. Presses Any Key, and once again plunges himself into meditation. After three-hour meditation returns to this world once again, and sees, that system has hung up. Having overcome an internal impulse of anger of his essence, starts installation anew, and sits down to meditate. After fifteen-hours meditation sees, that the system asks him to press Any Key once again. Again presses Any Key and plunges himself into meditation. After three-hour meditation comes back to this world once more only to observe that the system has hung yet again. Repeatedly having overcome an internal impulse of anger of his essence, starts all process (including meditation) anew. After twentyfold repetition of a situation as last enrages and demonstrates finesse of kickboxing to a computer. Becomes satisfied only when there is not even a smallest object, which have a dent from his fists, left, - and then sits down to meditate once again, as always.

29.10.2010

H means : Hope

Beloved one

He triumphed. He was in the seventh heaven.

She loves him! Loves!

He heard it from her gracious lips - she told him that! And there was not a sign of falseness and lie, no room for a deceit.

He anticipated it, felt it with his very bones. He felt it with all his being. He knew that she was telling the truth.

Something that she was experiencing; something what was worrying her; something she was dreaming about; something she told him this wonderful spring evening - one which he cherished in dreams and awaited, one to fulfill his past dream, one which made him alive once again. As if to be born anew.

Silent spring evening …

He was saying that he has fallen in love with her, that his heart trembles when he looks at her, admiring, that he’s glad to have met her in this magnificent world. In this wonderful world he has met her - wonderful. World’s ornament, a pearl, a sunray.

He kept speaking and saw how a charming and mysterious smile has appeared on her face. And when he finally has stopped, he heard these words.

These words!

Great music, fine music - one from her heart.

- I love you. I too love you. And desire to be with you forever.

Words sounded gently and mysteriously silently - but not for him. He shouted it all loudly, having no fear or hesitation of  his feeling. That way so all can hear him - to be heard by entire world. So that the entire world can rejoice together with him.

- I love you! I do love you!

Words soared high and widely.

That’s the way it’s going to be. He will sing of own love, fearing no one, feeling no hesitation for he has nothing to be afraid of. He loves her as well as the life itself. From now on he loves them.

It seemed as if heavens itself have smiled during this instant of time - smiled, blessing the love.

His voice versed highly in heavens. Casual passers-by were still continuing to look back at them, singing of their love. Some of them were even smiling.

And then they have been standing together for a long time, embraced. So totally close to each other. She has become a native one to him - a woman, close to his heart and soul. She was such a one even before these words, and not just after. For he did love her and not his own love instead, and was glad to give his love to another.

And they were running forward and forward, and fresh air was blowing in their faces, and the sun was playing on them. Much like the sun their feeling was shining in their souls, that of two enamored hearts.

And then a late evening came. Came so extraordinary quickly. And he accompanied her to her home - and said goodbye until tomorrow. Yes, till tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a new wonderful day - and they shall meet again, as always.

Two close to each other persons. Two similar hearts …

They have been meeting time and again - for days and weeks. Months. And every day gave something new. Offered the joy of talking with each other - dialogue without rage, anger and offenses, with no sign of pain - for the did love each other. Gave perception of inner depth of darling and dear one, powers for joyful creativity in life. Their life. Young blossoming life.

A year later they have got married - and lived together for three years. Three years …

And then he received a letter from his beloved. A touching letter. A farewell letter.

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