Echoes of the heart

Location: Cancun, Mexico

“Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother”-Khalil Gibran

His eyes spoke volumes holding within them secrets heavily guarded as he stared out across the water, watching the ripples form with the gentle wind that carried them across its surface. A rage, smouldering deep within him continued to fester and build as his eyes seared with its powerful pull. Unintentionally his fists clenched around the iron bars of the grid, separating the water from the lower stone wall. His strong hands, knuckles white and hard kept a firm grip on the bar, unyielding as the anger continued to build within him.

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Through Chaos, the sun surely shines

Confused, dishevelled and entangled so badly were the various images in her mind that her nights and days seemed like a haze. A mesh of a million thoughts, words and emotions all interwoven somehow,  causing her to ride through the storm and hold on tightly as the tide carried her through the crashing waves so intent on breaking her resolve. Continue reading

Will you be mine?

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Location: England, UK

I stand spell-bound, timing my departure to correspond to the setting sun and its farewell. I watch, as it slowly begins to fade away surrounded by a wide expanse of colours spread out across the horizon. Each ray merges into another creating a mesmerizing breath-taking view of an array of patterns. Reds, oranges and purples, a splash of pink and blue here and there surround an orb of the yellow softened glow. Continue reading

And so she dances

Source: Afghanistan in Photographs-Facebook

Kabul, Afghanistan.9 Jan 2013

The sun’s rays filtered through the web of clouds which had the valley overhung in a grey misty depression for so long. All around her the warmth had begun to melt the snow, slowly but surely it diminished leaving behind it drops of dew. The warm rays penetrated her thin clothes and warmed her soul. The mere thought of the approaching spring and the end of the long months of suffering had lifted her spirits enough to put a smile on her face. And so for the moment she chose to forget.

The sun brought to light the beauty of the surrounding valley, the white snowy peaked mountain tops which encircled her on all four sides stood tall and strong as ever, braving the test of time, war, destruction and devastation; as had she.

Copyright: IHH Humanitarian Relief Foundation

Copyright: IHH Humanitarian Relief Foundation

Peace had returned to her little part of the world; though she were a mere child long forgotten in the loneliness and misery of all that encompassed her, beneath her chest, her heart thudded away alive and resilient as ever. No amount of wretchedness could take away her feisty young spirit and the will to live which had carried her through those long endless painful nights of terror.

Looking high above her up into the clouds, she sent a smile skyward believing it would reach up and touch the hearts of her mother and father and baby brother.

Clasping hands with her little friends who now meant more than family, she began to move with the wind. Round and round she went, lifted ever so slightly by the chilly breeze, she danced to the sound of music in her head. The melody of her mother’s voice etched within her mind, woven into her soul. She moved with the rhythm of those words and felt them flow through her blood and with each beat of her heart and the pulse of blood coursing through her veins, she had never felt happier to be alive.

Source: Afghanistan in Photographs-Facebook

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White beauty!

As I walked along the pavement, I felt something wet and soft brush my nose as it fell to the ground and melted away. I looked up puzzled, wondering whether it had started to rain as it often did in my part of the world, suddenly and unexpectedly just when you thought the weather was stable for once. But it wasn’t the rain and just as I realized this, I couldn’t help but exclaim and smile to myself as another big white flake lightly touched my nose and melted away into oblivion. As I looked on, more and more started to fall around me in a never-ending terrain, slowing settling down on the ground creating layer upon layer of white elegance. It was snowing!

Catch me!

Catch me!

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The sky, in all its glory, a huge expanse of never-ending white, looked staggeringly beautiful. The heavens which blanket the earth opened up as each flake gathered speed and settled upon the earth light as a feather forming a flawless white shimmering sheet.

A sight so beautiful to witness, covering everything within sight in a layer of silvery softness. I stood rooted to the spot, my arms stretched out as the little snow crystals began to cover my coat and hood, camouflaging me in their grace.

The beauty around me was so breath-taking I couldn’t help but think of the artist behind such a miracle. The human, an insignificant being could all but gape at the sight and appreciate Him.

Within half an hour everything around me was a stark white, glowing a yellow, gentle glow as the street lights came on and reflected off its surface. It was sight to behold, one that makes you stand in awe of God’s miracles and realise your own mere significance as a lowly venerable creature.

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I have always loved the snow. Having lived a major part of my life in a hot country and feeling the wrath of that baking hot sun shining down upon you is unbearable at times; winters hold a very special place in my heart. I’m even happy to tolerate the extremely cold feet with chilblains and a permanently red nose.

Hi, I'm lonely looney from last year!

Hi, I’m lonely looney from last year!

As per usual, the first snowfall of the winter had us all out in our woollen hats, gloves and boots ready to build a snow man and of course have that all important snow fight- more of a war in my house hold.

This year, a twenty year old me decided to do something slightly more grown up. We all joined in the quest to build an upside down snow man.

Hi, I'm SID-The upside down snowman! Pleased to meet you!

Hi, I’m SID-The upside down snowman! Pleased to meet you!

Turned out to be quite a failure, so we rescued it and made snowman number two which luckily turned out to be slightly more ‘normal looking’ despite having a nose like Pinocchio!!

Meet 'sitting down' Sidney!-Our ugly snowman!

Meet ‘sitting down’ Sidney!-Our ugly snowman!

I love writing in the snow!

I love writing in the snow!

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Beautiful Stranger…

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The ground is silver from the residue of left over early morning frost. The skies are an expanse of dusky grey with hints of white, depicting an aura of misery and gloom. People walk about hurriedly, bundled up in multiple layers of clothing, yet chilled to the bone. The unmistakable feeling of dread hangs in the air, like a heavy stench of rotting carcasses; intolerable, yet inescapable.

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From my perch at the window sill, I look out at the world. My feet numb from the cold, my nose a bright red. I get up off my seat to warm up a little.

The world is an austere picture of bleakness. Every colour seems to have evaporated along with the cold icy wind, leaving behind forlorn faces clouded with desolation.

Appreciation is found in the smell of freshly brewed coffee, the warmth of a crowded café and the crackling of the fire. I find a reason to be grateful. Looking up, meeting the eyes of a beautiful stranger and returning his smile, I’m filled with a sense of contentment and warmth, and  gratitude far beyond my comprehension.

Coffee-One of the greatest gift's to man

Coffee-One of the greatest gift’s to man

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