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A Figure of Inspiration

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Woke up, looking at the wonderful stars above
Admiring the moon that brings light to my sight
My daytime nightmare has ended
Its night and I'm still alive
How can that be?
Remembering the time I black out
          a figure appeared it was dark and mysterious
I looked around to see
          someone who have help me
I've seen a stature
          of a person with wisdom of old age
You could see all over his face
          a look of content in the eyes
          a smile of friendliness

I introduce myself
He introduce himself in reply
His name is Wonder
Ever since he was a child most of the time he wonders on things living in this world
That's why his mother name him that way
Now everybody calls him Mr. Wonder
I've heard of his name before
A famous person who always wonders around
           looking for answer that can't be found
Everybody thinks his crazy
Often times his been ignored by our people
For the belief that his stories is just plane craziness
Or just impossible and thinking it's just his wild imaginations
No one knew the truth
But children's love his stories
Like fairytales told in bedtime stories
I was one of the children's who was so fascinated
He was young then, now old
I find it amusing to see him again
After all these years

I thank him for saving me
I told him that he was one of my inspirations
That I don't care what people thinks about him
And also I find him very special
             Because he brighten a child's dreams and imaginations
I was surprise to know he still remember me
The kid with a never ending questions
I smile, because I myself question everything that intrigues me
I question him why he still wonders around the desert lands
But he replied back with a question
Why did I journey alone in this lonely desert with a little water in hand?

I told him how stupid I was to let my love slip away
And I'm on a hurry to stop something that I might not have a chance
Maybe just a little possibility that is left for me to hold into
She sends me this letter
              A letter of good intention
              A letter of love
              A letter that ask nothing in return
              A letter reminding me of something so important that I lost
              A letter of goodbye and that she getting married tomorrow
I cried a river of tears
Not noticing that it poured like rain
              while I was revealing my mistakes

He comfort me with a pat in the shoulder
He said that we are just humans
              Capable of making errors in life
A mistake that keeps us strong
              It makes us realized our wrong doings
              So that we could cope up with it
              And do something in the future to avoid it

He gives me hope
              that I still have a chance tomorrow
To straighten what is crooked
To find what you've lost
To connect what is broken
He didn't answer my previous question
He just said I needed my strength for tomorrow's journey
It's a long walk but we could still make it on time
His last words rings on my mind like a bell

Some answers are evasive
Some will just come to you without noticing it
You just have to read between the lines.
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Author's Note:

Im not sure this is the last part. i hope you've enjoyed
this short story of a man seeking his love. Getting a little
Hope, a chance that he could still make it.

Part 1 - A lonely Journey
Part 2 - A figure of Inspiration


Please if i have some Errors please dont hesitate to comment below I'm only a monkey in the jungle of my mind capable of mistakes. also if you have something to share just comment below.

otherwise enjoy
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j0rosa's avatar
wow, another deep writings :hug: