thelushfairy

Sitting there, weeping, lying in a pool of blood. She was free, free from pain, free from her sins. But this now had to be the end. How could she go on. Why. Why did it happen to such a perfect man. To such a pure, holy man. What had she done to deserve to be sitting in his blood which he had shed for her and many others. All of a sudden the sky darkened and he took his last breath. She felt love spreading through her like poison through viens. Such love. Such love that he had to die on the cross to give her. She then stood up and began the journey home to tell everyone she knew about the love of this man. Jesus.

As I stared I saw beauty like none before. The dappled light over the glistening water, the colourful birds flying in and out of the trees like they were playing peek-a-boo with each other, the most exotic flowers I'd ever seen and the waterfall plunging into the lake below it creating a soft spray which was making a rainbow. It was not like I hadn't seen it before, I came to the clearing everyday and yet still visit after visit I was enthralled by the ever-growing beauty of the place. Everyday it seemed to grow more colourful, more welcoming. The cool, refreshing water beckoning me to just jump in and let myself go, which I often did. Splash