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Writer's pictureAnas Ishaq

Green-Grey Raindrops

The sky is a dim gray, as the raindrops begin to fall. I’m staring out across the ocean, watching the rain mix into the sea. Everything around me seems to be moving in slow motion. I am concentrating on my breath, synchronizing it with the crashing of the waves against the shore. The world seems to stop, just for a single heartbeat. A Seagull’s cry breaks my moment of meditation. I watch as the bird flies so beautifully over the sea. For a while, I imagine myself living as free as this bird. Flying away, leaving any troubles behind. Making the beach my home, the ocean my playground. Then, I turn around, and slowly walk back up the beach; heading back towards my reality.


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by anishaq365

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