Time is ticking.
It’s almost time for nature to wake up and bloom.
The light from the far distance is slowly brightening up the surrounding.
A small opening of the door can be seen, where feet and two crazy eyes were popping out.There she was standing up, holding her hands close to her cold body, and rubbing her palms on her shoulders, trying to give some warmth. The coldness was almost clamped on her feet and she was trembling.
Her eyes were wide awake and hairs messy. She didn’t want anyone to see her as such, but she stood there gazing towards the brighter side. The slow moving light was like the warm hands that make the body heat up. Slowly caressing the tiniest particle on the way, making sure everything is shiny as it passes high up.
The sun was making a romantic move on the life on earth, caressing it, loving it and kissing it, as it says it has to move on, and mete out the love to others. Slowly the brightened part is reviving from the heartbreak, knowing that once in a day again the sun has to return to them. With that firm belief, nature was blooming high up and flaunting the love it got from the sun.
She stood there admiring the power and the sensuality of the unending love story of nature and the sun. She was unsure about how nature is certain about the return of her love. The determination was so enigmatic, that nature was glowing even in the mood of lost love.
Nature knew that “love, when caged, is not love, it just becomes a responsibility to love “, so she let go her inhibitions and let herself live with the hope that he will return one day. It is certain that he will return, how can he ever stay away from her, when they both are equally needed for the co-existence.
She couldn’t take her eyes off the powerful woman, in nature, she decided that she has to be stronger to let go things and live in the facts. Her duties were calling her, and she has to return, there is no other go. She cherished the sight of the meeting, the love and the goodbyes between those two lovers, and then taking a pinch of their warmth in her heart proceeded to her own chores.
Waiting again to see the uncaged love.