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Violin in The Sun
I looked towards the sun and see the heaven on the run, the heat is so high causing the animals in the field to fall down and die, fill up the reservoirs and dams and move the heard towards the catchment centers where fresh water is flowing from the river. Purify the lakes and stream with water springing out of your dreams and gauge the water in the sea to keep the ships and boats afloat and enough water level to travel about. Store enough of it and fill the tanks and well to water the lawn and the flower bed, the sun is raising and the heat is swelling. I set out on a journey to look for my countrymen that was lost at sea but the current was so strong that it caught the boat and everything that was in it and turn it around and I began to drift. It drift and drift, and I find myself in the middle of nowhere, with the vast universe surrounds me and the clouds of hope watching over me and the dwelling place was nowhere to be found for the universe has taken it way and lead me to a place where night has turned to day and the sun was blazing from the East. I have a passion for the East for it is where I got most of my degrees, it is where I defeated the strong men that were hiding in the belly of the beast, and it is where the glory meet and communicate with the heavens, I have learnt about it all and it makes me stand tall. I have studied it for many years and have merged with the west to do my best; when the east and the west combine the Universe will be strong and nature and I will become one. I lie in the middle of nowhere as the boat continues to drift into thin air and the universe held on to me and embraced me while the sun set fire in my feet and I suddenly hear the musical beat. The violin came out of the skies with the traveling orchestra playing music over my head and I drifted in a castle with emeralds, gems, gold silver, and ruby and all jewels of modern days and the old world wrapped up in it. No one was there and so I walked around looking at the crowns, and gowns and all the elements that was buried in the clouds. And somewhere on a platform stood a chair, and the skeleton of a man was strapped in it holding a violin in his hand with a note carved out on a stone which reads: “Everything here belongs to you and you must complete the journey very early; there is no beginning and there is no end, the universe is one big blend. It will put everything in place for you and the heavenly bliss will shine on you, and your long awaited dreams will come through, the sun will guide you until the end of your days and it will nourish and keep you in good health, so take this violin with you and play the music of life”. I stretched out my hands and took the violin but the skeleton in the chair was gone and I found myself back in the boat holding the violin in my hand. The boat drifted towards the shore and I looked at the sun rays spreading on the sea and my spirit was set free. And the violin in the sun continue to play the music of life.
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