Wednesday 27 February 2013

The Sands Of Time

The sand feels grainy against my hands but I don't mind.It becomes wet as soon as the water touches it.The water feels cool against my skin.I extend my feet deeper into the water . I turn and look around . There is just an old couple on my far right and two little young children somewhat to my left . I suppose the children might be their grandchildren or something . The old man has his arm around the old woman and they both are holding wine glasses .They were enjoying the beautiful sunset . The water turns from a shade of blue to orange.The children on the other side were building a sandcastle and then they must have thought it was tedious work and so now they are running around the beach enjoying and laughing .I looked back at the sun slowly dipping into the horizon.The light breeze blew my hair into circles . I felt a chill run down my spine.It was time for me to go. I looked around only to find the beach empty .The couple and children were nowhere to be seen . I thought about it and knew what this meant as I slowly walked back to my beach house. The children symbolised us when we were young,our lives filled with joy ,laughter and happiness devoid of responsibilities leading a carefree life. The old couple symbolised us when we become old , happy yet sad , having no regrets ,accomplished everything in life and spending our last moments with the ones we love waiting for death. I am in my prime now between these two phases of my life . I looked back at the sun one last time before it completely went into hiding until tomorrow .The water was calm and serene .I would be back here waiting ,waiting for you to return ,waiting for that perfect ending I've always dreamed of.

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