Posted: May 11, 2011 in thoughts


happy u let me in 🙂

Finding an inner peace is a shelter from such violently changing life, busy days and rapid rhythm of emotions we face each day.

I did meditation sessions many times before but the last few ones were different, it isn’t me alone anymore!

It became like being with her can really cure my soul, she can take off all worries weighting my houlders, and she is the only one I would let inside to explore and restore the pure state of such disturbed soul.

Yesterday I played that soft meditation album of Dan Gibson; producing natural sounds of water, waves, birds and trees. And I closed my eyes to hear the melody of her smile.

It was us alone, nobody watching except me. The night was enclosing the wide extended sea and its shore, in that magnificent majestic cloak. Sand particles were soft and cold, encouraging you to dip your toes inside and enjoy their tingling.

We were lying on our back, watching thousands of scattered shiny stars forming pearls decorating the night’s cloak. Big full moon can be seen between our flexed knees, lightening the waves that rush holding the moons messages towards our place. But they suddenly end up few yards from our feet sending the shy salutes in their last sparks of light, before going back into arms of its mother sea.

The only heard sounds are night’s holy music, giving you that shiver; the sea had something to say, some scary birds’ sounds, but all were covered by those sweet laughs and hmmmms.

We were happy, as if we managed to drop all the worries and fears into those waves withdrawn fast to the sea, now we feel the peace, no words needed but the look and smile that I slowly opened my eyes still having them.

A deep breath taken in then out, then eyes are closed again I guess I missed her presence already since I opened them.

This time we were on the same shore, but far away from the sand, we were sitting on this rock tacking advantage of that view of the full moon and its waves, but this time his messages had to be interrupted but the rock itself, 1 meter beneath our feet, we could hear its salutes in the drizzle that sometimes
manages to reach our legs.

It was cold up there, so she had my shirt on, and we were staying close with my arms around her shoulders. I was getting my warmth from her smile, and I wanted to stay more.

But it was raining now we went running through the rain, letting its droplets to wash out all the days’ worries and fears, then we went into the carefully arched trees entrance of our room.

I opened my eyes slowly; I took the mobile and dialed the number. It was her voice again, this time saying hello. My only words were I need you.


m. elmahdi 30.9.2010


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