Life in a Shell
                     - Shell of Love

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

The Sea - V

As if he can hear my voice of my heart; as if he can feel what I feel, once again he speaks to me. Holding both of my hands, looking into my eyes, he took a deep breath and said,
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“Holding your hands standing by the beach, I enjoy the calmness and tranquility with you around.

Under the moon, you look beautiful. You are beautiful and, you will forever be beautiful in my heart. You are beautiful not because of your outer shell but it’s your love towards me.

Starring at the vast ocean, I understand we may be lost at times. When that time comes, please believe in the hand that is holding onto you. Though the sound may get carried away by the fury wind, please remember that the voice of the Creator and the voice of me will always be whispering beside your ear.

After holding on your gentle hands for so long, finally, I regained my courage to speak to you. I remember the pasts; I treasure today and for tomorrow, please let me hold your hands for I am in love with you.

With the sun rising up, I took up the courage to tell you this.

“I LOVE YOU””
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To be continued...

Thursday, June 22, 2006

The Sea - IV

I still could not speak. I did not know what to say. I held on tighter to the hand. I did not want to let go. I do not want to let go.
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So much is going through my mind…Yes, fate is out of our control. I do not know what tomorrow will be like. But at this very moment, I know one thing. Closing my eyes, breathing the salty scent of the sea…I can feel it - the warmth, travelling from the hand to my heart. I can feel it - the smile, on my face which tells me I am in love.
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I do not want to let go.
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To be continued…

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

The Sea - III

I froze, I felt a lump in my throat. I squeezed the hand hard. Silent tears ran gently down my cheek. And the voice continued...
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"It's tranquil and relaxing, standing by the edge of the blue ocean.

The beach and the swaying trees, they remind me of how beautiful and peaceful you are in my heart.

Holding hands, we stare at the sun setting down to the bottom of the ocean.

You may notice my palm is sweating. It is sweating for I am trying to hold on tight to your hands. I do not know what is my fate, but I am afraid of letting go.

I do not know when fate and the tidal waves will sweep me away from you, but I know I am trying to hold your hand tight.

I cannot promise I will keep holding your hands as fate is out of my control, but I will promise you, that from today onwards, I will hold you in my heart forever."
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To be continued...

Monday, June 05, 2006

The Sea - II

It's the sea. Once again I am standing here looking at it. I want to dive into it.
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My last trip to the depth of the cooling ocean was at Christmas. I nearly drowned. I got hurt on the beach and I dived into the vast ocean for its comfort. But, I got stuck at the bottom, too weak to free myself. Starting to lose my senses, I gave up struggling. I'd just let things be. In the worse case scenario, I'd just be a dead weight there forever. Didn't sound too bad to me.
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Then, I saw a hand stretching towards me from above. I grabbed it. It pulled me up onto the dry land. Once again, I was standing on the rocky beach.
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Felt lucky to be back here again, I tried to dry my soaking wet body, I let the wound heal.
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Here I am fully recovered. Still holding the hand that saved me, I am watching the sea again. Somehow, I want to dive into it again. I miss the tranquility. I want to dive in...I want to dive in...
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A soft, gentle voice is speaking into my ear...
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"I stand by the sea, watching the waves sweeping my soaked feet. Cold, the waves, together with the silk-like sands slowly sips through my toes.

The blue ocean, the vast sea, the gentle breeze slowly sweeps through all my senses. Looking at the sea, problems seems so small to an extent it doesn’t matter anymore.

I could not remember when I started to stand by the sea, but I could remember why I am here.

Holding your hands, I don’t feel lonely anymore for I am here because you love the sea, and I am here because I love you."
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To be continued...

Saturday, June 03, 2006

The Sea

It is a beach. It is a bit rocky. It is usually quiet. I come here everyday. I rest on the rocks. I watch people walk their dogs. I watch the sea...
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I love the sea. Sometimes I dive into it briefly. I love being surrounded by the water. The water cools my head. I enjoy the tranquility.
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To be continued...