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Monday, 1 August 2016

The Fireplace

The romantic in me doesn't leave me alone for a minute. The stern exterior and realist that I presume and aspire to be, has no match to the stubbornness of the natural romantic instinct inflicted in me by some dark magic, I cannot fathom! I dream to be a lead character of a novel, directly from (in lack of better comparison) Mills & Boons, even better -  Nicholas Sparks. I dream to be in snow clad dreamy village, hushed out from the trams and rail roads, glittering and sun kissed, moist, cold and cosy. I dream to be there with a glass of Malbec, a good book, with the love of good man in my heart, I dream to dreaming beside The Fireplace.

I do not know how or when will this materialise or if at all, but I do know that this dream doesn't let me sleep. I dream of the dreams that I will build there, work for the work that will mean something to someone, I can hear the music of old classic playing like a christmas bell in my ears, even when the noise of daily life is deafening and all consuming. The sound of the silent lake, the windy forest like a chime and the company of pleasant solitude. Oh! did I smell the smoked turkey cooking in the kitchen with a hint of lavender or did I just smell the fresh lilies I just tucked into my ceramic vase?!? Did the again smell the old books, the moulds, the smell of a honest man whose grin warms up my home with a serene light and the smell of fresh lemon from the whites of a baby!! Did i smell warm dark coffee again brewing or fresh oven baked bread, smoked in the rustic setting, with a fresh smell of birds chirping. The splinters from the fireplace, the warmth radiating and spreading light all over the study, light that makes the shadows flicker and dance on the walls and makes me believe, my life is a blessing from the divine.
The different place, The fireplace, the corner I belong, the immensity in the boundaries of the study, the eternal identity I seek in the shadows on the wall, is it just a dream or the future beckoning? The Fireplace has the answer ;-)

Until next time....

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