![]() Gleam of HopeA Stage Play by sentimental~ galoreGleam of Hope Regan is a twenty- three year old who is forced to look inside herself after looking into the eyes of a homeless woman. In this moment she is talking to her ex fiancé who wants answers from her about why she walked out on her marriage. Look what I am telling you (pause) it’s…well, maybe you should just hear it. But just know sometimes you see things that change you…I am not saying I have all the answers, but I saw something amazing, something that many people are blind to. An entirely different planet of truth, and I probably sound like freak or a complete psycho but, really it’s beyond any reality, it’s like a miracle. I was looking in the mirror and I swear to god I saw my soul. I was looking, and all I could see were my (pause) eyes, and that’s when I broke down and started weeping like a lost child in the woods. (Eyes light up) It was like flying in a sea of surreal colors and creatures no one could imagine. There were scars, bruises, and stars everywhere. I was floating in my tears, and every inch of my passion and pain was spread across my limbs like water over the ocean. I cried, and I cried because it was too…beautiful and too pure that I wasn’t supposed to see it. I was somewhere else, somewhere out of this universe, somewhere out of my body. (See the images) I could see the children weeping on the streets, soldiers marching over blood, trees burning under the sunlight, and a woman who was wailing for her lost soul. So I walked over and (pause) I shared my soul with her. I looked her in the eyes and suddenly we were one person. One person standing over a hill of lost souls searching for their scars and stars. But they didn’t know the secret, that all they had to do was look in their eyes. Really look into their eyes, than maybe they’d finally see what they’ve been looking for. Not just full black, but gleams of hope scattered everywhere. © 2011 sentimental~ galoreReviews
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Added on February 18, 2011Last Updated on February 22, 2011 Author![]() sentimental~ galoreon the moon, CAAboutRanbir. Eighteen and looking for answers with great glory. Wrapped in the seeds of adventures. Vanilla coffee, Rasberry iced tea, and A Fine Frenzy. Bob Dylan Bucket of blues and eyes eager to see.. more..Writing
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