Beyond the Mortality...

The jetty is full of some sorts of sublime silence. Underneath the skirt of the benevolent sky with its twinkling stars, there is a remote bench, in front of the boundless width of the wavy sea which has lots of tale to tell, lots of moments which last for ever. Yes, among the moments, there are some which last until the end of the world and it's in their destiny. It's written; Moments which people are proud of them, Moments which are their meanings of living through years.


Once there was a young couple, full of remarkable happiness, filling the vacant space of the very bench. That was somehow like a surreal vista which it could be regarded as a watercolor. Everything was so mellow, so steady. The sun's rays were caressing their faces with its exquisite heat. The seabirds were flying effortlessly above the face of the calm sea. In the horizon, there were some movable spots, probably belonging to stray bouts. Still their existences were linking to their bygone past and unknowing future. There was the tendency in their hearts to enjoy their passing precious moments but it wasn't an easy thing to achieve. More they try, further they move from present time. Time went by so fast and still they were struggling to overcome the curse of being in the obligatory ropes of future and past. It started to drizzle. In the sky was a spectacular frame of the real beauty; the sun was about to hide its reddish face beyond the unfathomable sea, the clouds were rolling in by the powerful hands of the stirring winds and just in one spot of the sky, everything seemed so normal and obscure which it came to the mind that heavenly angels were watching them, with smiles in their faces. Within the passing moments, there was just that moment they became one. The very moment that their souls were unleashed in that picturesque tableau as if they were ascending to the level of immortality. And in that moment of unanimity, they made their existences and essences last in perpetuity, from there to eternity. They both heaved a sigh of relief when it happened. When it happened that they felt free from mundane attachments; like two free birds. They flew beyond the sea where there is a fairyland for free people. At that moment onwards their existences had the very meaning that they were seeking for, through years and years.

It's probably such a long time from their death. But still bench is there; so are moments. Bench is there because still there are moments waiting to be inscribed in the magical book of eternity.

Time passes so fast, but the young couple's memory will last forever…