I’d still think of that beautiful day, with the early morning sunrise, we were on our way.
Past long roads, down south as they said. At our first stop, we bow down to pray.
You held my hand, you lifted me up. You smiled at me while you asked my name.
I still dwell on that beautiful day, that day you made me feel special in some way.
Warm sand at the temple, warmth I’d never feel. Picturesque moments around me and in my heart I seal.
Blooming flowers of color in my hands, with my palms held together, I wished for an equal chance.
I swear when I say, I’ve never felt this way. To have a friend beside me, to have a friend for real.
What they don’t see is that I’m just like you. I’m just like you. Only missing a few.
Back on the wheels, they turn right round. Until the blue waves crashing on rocks above ground.
That rush of sight, the need to feel the sea. All hopes since morning, the biggest is revealed.
So astonishing is the breaking of waves, the sweet chanting of the wind, the slight burning of the heat.
What I would do to rewind and relive, every minute of that day, every second I’d breathe.
The first touch, the first feel of that wet soaking sand. A feeling I wasn’t used to, like in a strangers land.
But as the second wave hit me, I couldn’t help smiling. Couldn’t help screaming in glee.
For a second I closed my eyes, I imagined it was real, tried my best to figure the overwhelming joy I feel.
I tried to take back little pieces of the sea, back home to a place far away from this view.
So today when I look back, I have nothing but love. And hope and chance to spread that love around.
It must have not being much, but that day was perfection. Carved in my heart, not just a mere illusion.
I can’t thank you enough, for painting my life, with another story to tell, another chapter to write.
So I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is with love in this world.
Written by Binuri Dissanayake