A Colour Of Hope

there is always hope

   The sun’s gentle rays touched my skin as I stepped onto the edge. My eyes remained fixed on the horizon that slowly started to merge with those crimson rays, creating a force which softly pulled me closer to the drop. The sky danced to the changing rhythms of glittering evening colours. It swirled along to the blue and yellow like a seraphic canvas.

   As I inched further to the edge of the cliff, I caught a glimpse of God’s painting. A breathless view, content in its own soul while I watched it from above. It had a heart that never stopped beating, and breathed life into all that surrounded it.  I watched the sea flirt with the sand, pulling each helpless grain into its vastness. The sea, once an empty pit, now found tranquility in the waters that completed it. And now, I stood here, on the cliff, looking for something to the fills the gaps placed in my heart. To find an inspiration, perhaps, that would draw back the life that once abandoned me. I was back on my feet. I looked down into the eyes of these clear waters. And then, it was all clear to me. The sky, the land and the sea, all whispered into my ear, and told me to let go. My heart detached itself from my brain and welcomed its new found freedom back. It told me to stop thinking. I shut my eyes and counted to three, and then I jumped.

   I jumped into the endless possibilities and an unfamiliar beginning. I didn’t know what the future held for me after this, but I did know that I left the person I once was behind on that cliff. Was I to live or die, I didn’t care. As long as I was not the person I left behind. I left my problems, my troubles and myself.

   Between the sky, the land and the sea, I fell. The wind caressed its breezy fingers through my hair while guiding my free falling body. For the first time in years, I was at peace. All my insecurities were abandoned, and all my regrets were forgotten. I was a new person emerging, as the wind helped to shed my old skin. I plunged directly into the water and rose back up, floating around, free from the weight of everything. I lived to remember the experience; the experience of thoughtlessness. And this thoughtlessness that gave me a chance to liberate myself, and fling myself into the open; to become a part of God’s painting. And when I looked up into the sky, it had changed its colour into a hopeful green. 

Author's Note

in Eastern cultures the colour green symbolizes : hope, rebirth and new beginnings.
and personally it is one of my favourite colours

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

Great story Pia. How many people have had that calling at the last minute. Lives broken and gone, seemingly with no hope, but to end it all. But then, that sign. Maybe a voice, strong thought. Who knows. But hope it gives. People change and prosper, and reflect.

[pia]

Thank you for such a wonderful review Paul !!

[Kesha]

A great read! I loved the images this provoked! Wonderfully written

[pia]

thank you so much kesha !!

[Kesha]

You're welcome!

[Brett Hernan]

I enjoyed the way you separated the experience for the reader into fragmentary spaces existing around the narrator, only occasionally drawing us back in with the sudden emergence of such terms as the stoic,
'on that cliff'
which returns the narrative to an immediate, present-tense emergency, in the here and now, as an emergent, urgently dramatic emphasis to effect the reader with immediate concern in regard to implied, perceived threat, of what becomes, (described here, as a longer than, usually spaced and timed part of that inevitable fall), series of beginnings of a conscious mind, in free form, with a soft landing.
That cushion, woven into, with all of the importance of what you have, so eloquently put into that last stanza, (repeated in full by Coyote in his review), that describes the experience of the actual, urgent necessity of the continual renewal of understanding in the continuing effort of our selves to exist.
I read this work as though poetry.
The green sky fitted perfectly.
Thank you for pointing it out to me.

[pia]

Your review was in itself insightful and beautiful. Thank you for adding your wisdom to my work. Appreciate it

[Brett Hernan]

Thank you, pia.
As an artist I have been considering the possibilities of a green sky for many years now.
That was the first time I'd actually seen one that looked like it correctly fitted it's surrounding landscape.

[pia]

im glad this could help you out :)

[Brett Hernan]

It did, in both that way and in a number of others, for tomorrow we bury my children's mother, so you see why it has had such a profound effect upon me and I assure you, it will amongst those with whom I will gather tomorrow morning, also.

[pia]

I'm so sorry to hear about that. You have my deepest condolences. The point of my work is to reach out to people and speak to their hearts.

[Brett Hernan]

As far as connecting to the emotional center of another, the heart, which is where the soul resides, since the life that is in one's blood is shaped by the intonations and movements in emotion within one's heart, after 18 hours I only just checked for your response, of which there was none, and when I checked back 29 minutes later, you had added your reply at the exact and precise moment after I'd reread my own comment.
So, with your decided goal, you're doing an exceptionally good job.
Thank you for highlighting, in your work, so effectively, the true value of all beings, pia.

[pia]

Thank you Brett. I think you have given me a new found reason to write stuff like this ; to help others in need of need. Help those across the globe and connect with them through words

[Brett Hernan]

Thank you, pia.

Yes, do keep going. The world needs more of this type of thing.
read moreThank you, pia.

Yes, do keep going. The world needs more of this type of thing.

At all times, exactly what you're doing, until no one even notices anymore what separates us, and that's a worthy goal, pia.

Good on you!

[Wajiha Nayeem]

oh thts good if you love green...and the story is wonderful..keep working on ur writes dear.

[pia]

Thank you !!

[Ruth]

Absolutely stunning pia :) Not only the colours and the canvas of infinite beauty but the heartfelt warmth expressed within this whole piece, just gorgeous :)

[pia]

thank you poppy !!

[OneAmongstMany]

This is so beautifully written, such descriptive language and vibrant imagery. A real joy to read!

[pia]

thank you so much !!

[apennylate]

Hmm...I had easy-listening guitar/piano beats playing when I read this... So double whammy, I think... Serene and slightly wistful are two(three?) words that come to mind... Gorgeous detail to enviroment, way to really capture my attention before moving on with each description... Stunning allure is held in being able to lose our old selves... You captured this perfectly, and I held my breath as she fell... Smoothly penned...

[pia]

well im glad you enjoyed it !!

[apennylate]

Difficult to yank myself from poetry, but yes... I did

[Zoya]

The very last paragraph...I could see that happening in front of my eyes. The shedding of the skin, and a new you emerging...beautifully written. Keep inspiring!

[pia]

Thank you so much !!

[Zoya]

No worries