At the Edge of the Ocean

What is more precious than Life? There aint nothing , but is it life without a dream much better than with plenty of dreams?

Thus occured this dream , a dream which i couldnt stop dreaming.
Though i was away and no more in the same place she belonged
A never ending dream of being together
I asked myself if this could be birth of love?
I have always trusted and beleived my feelings...

I plunged myself in to this profund reverie
wishing this could be a reality, and there was no turning back.
she felt the same way too, and we were madly in love.

"Dont you love her madly, Dont you need her madly,
Dont you love her ways, tell me what you say"
Kept chanting in my mind for days

Then came by, the force of nature
Beautiful moments waiting,
at the edge of the world
and they say it the "pearl of the indian ocean"
we built sweet , beautiful memories
we were drifting in this beauitul feeling of love.

For every good occassion, there has to be sad moment, as Khalil Gibran says, "Those who can endure Profound sadness, The happiness is much longer"

We promised each other that we would discover this world together, this life together.

Those memories kept playing like a slide show as i was by myself lost in time.