It was a long journey. The empty landscape with its endless beauty stretched out without offering hope. As I walked forward without thoughts and feelings and time just faded away. I was going on autopilot, some kind of instinctive will power that I wasn't even aware of. I had nothing more than myself.
the black dot
I slowly moved forward until a small black dot appeared far away. Arriving at what I thought would be my rescue, I found only a woman dressed in black lying there. Her eyes met mine, and she whispered with a weak voice, "Please give me water, for I am dying."
from within
Desperation weighed heavily on me, seeing her there in pain was like a heavy ache in my heart. I had nothing to offer, no water, not even tools to dig for it. I really wanted to help her and I wonder what to do. Strangely, a clear voice responded, like an silent echo that reverberated
through my mind.
she said; feel because you have a heart, think because you have a mind, act because you have hands
Many people have asked me if I am religious. Everyone is free to believe what they want, but I am not religious at all—nor do I consider myself particularly spiritual. If I believe in anything, it is the freedom of the soul; life is probably not meant to be lived in submission.
to end with a perfect soul into the perfect truth no matter how painful the past was
back to life
Without thinking, I knew what to do. I visualized a tool in my mind. I formed my hands into a cup and opened my heart, allowing tears to fall and collect in my hands until they brimmed with liquid. Then, I bent down to her,
reached my hands to her lip and said; drink and live.