Luna

 It is 3 07 in the morning and I just woke up from a dream I do not want to forget My heart is still caught somewhere between sleep and reality trying to hold onto something that slipped away the second I opened my eyes I met a girl in that dream no not just a girl She was something else Something softer Something almost holy She was the most beautiful person I have ever seen not because she tried to be but because she did not Her presence felt light effortless like a feather falling through the air or a breeze passing through a quiet room Small in height yet somehow she filled every corner of the space around her She did not speak a single word But she did not have to


She was silent and that silence did not feel empty It felt peaceful Full Like she carried entire galaxies within her stillness Her eyes were like stars Not just glowing but distant and deep holding a kind of sadness and softness that pulled me in Looking into them felt like floating through space and somehow feeling like you belonged there I did not know her but I felt like I did As if my soul had met hers a long time ago and had just been waiting to remember


There was something angelic about her Not in the way books or paintings show angels with wings and bright light but in how she felt She radiated this quiet warmth a kind of spiritual calm like she was not from this world at all Maybe she was never meant to stay Maybe she was just passing through A whisper from somewhere beyond sent to remind me of something I forgot I needed


She was just like Radha Gentle divine and full of unspoken love A love that does not need to be owned to be real A love that lives quietly and completely even if it is never returned That is how it felt Like she was sent to remind me what pure love looks like


And then she was gone I woke up and she vanished like morning mist But the feeling she left behind It stayed It is still here sitting in my chest like a song I cannot stop humming I do not know who she was I do not know why she came But in that dream for that brief unreal moment I felt something real And now I am here writing this while the rest of the world sleeps trying to put into words what my heart still does not fully understand


Maybe she was just a dream Or maybe just maybe she was an angel A Radha to my empty flute A love that found me when I needed it most only for a moment at 3 07 AM

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