Beginnings #writephoto

Underneath the magnificent canopy,

the wind blowing ever so softly,

skies painted ever so beautifully,

sun dying ever so warmly.

 

She sat, gazing at the beauty around,

content with everything here.

Entranced by nature’s splendor,

shoulders light and bright.

 

Past troubles and tensions forgotten,

stress leaving her body.

No more dwelling for future anxieties,

what-ifs or could-have-beens.

 

As darkness grew throughout,

she got up, ready to leave.

To not return to this wonderland,

until she’d bested herself.

 

A new place, a new beginning,

no expectations thrust upon.

She’d build herself from the ground,

and return here once more.

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Written as a response to Thursday Photo Prompt- Beginning #writephoto, hosted by the lovely Sue over on Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

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Musings

She did not know how long she sat in the muddy plains looking on with contemplating eyes. It was dark when she’d come here, finding solace upon the still waves, finding quietness, finding comfort in the silence. She had sat and brooded, the dark waters agreeing with her mood. She hadn’t moved much in all those hours, no word had been uttered from her lips, but inside her was a storm of its own.

In the outskirts of the valley, in the canopy of the night, she sat and just sat, doing nothing more than thinking. There was a lot on her mind, there was a lot going on in her life. It was hectic, it was tiring, but here in dead of the night, it was still and it was quiet. It was the break she’d needed for a long time now, a break from everyone but most of her and her judgemental eyes. Her eyes traveled towards her own self, she’d begin to find flaws even in the moonlit dimness, she diverted her gaze and forced her eyes back to the dark blue waves.

She’d be more than tired tomorrow, she knew that. She had a lot to accomplish but that didn’t prompt her to go back to her room and try to get as much sleep as she could. She knew she couldn’t go back, not at this chaotic state her mind was in, she didn’t move, just sat and enjoyed the tranquility.

In irregular intervals, a sigh would escape her. In irregular intervals, she’d think about her future and her past and her present. She came here to think and she did so, even despite knowing that thinking would not solve any problems she’d had. She just let her mind wander on. She conversed with herself sometimes, inside her mind, and with the imprint many others had left behind. She talked without words leaving her mouth, with people that were no longer in her life.

When the dawn broke, and the light started peeping out, she was doing the same but she was a bit calm now. Her vantage point gave her an excellent view of the sunrise, and she was able to appreciate it a little. Her mind wasn’t as muddy anymore, but there were some big chunks of mud lying around. For now, she didn’t care. It was a problem to be solved some other day. She got up as the sun’s rays started awakening everyone. There was a lot to do today…

 

Written as a response to Thursday Photo Prompt- Valleyย over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

Escape

The evening lights seemed scary, the people milling around town even more so. In the cover of the night, she felt scared but her initial relief didn’t falter as she walked on, away from him. She smiled a small smile as she accepted the roads that guided her somewhere, somewhere fresh, somewhere she could start anew.

 

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Written for Three Line tales, hosted by Sonya on only100words. Check it out here.