Congratulations! Jubilations!
He stopped dead in his tracks. The path ended abruptly into a wide and green meadow. The gentle breeze teasing the blades of grass as the butterflies flit from flower to flower. He could smell the the subtle scent of woody pinecones with a tinge of sweet lavender. Or was it foxglove? It did not matter... It smelt good.. The song of the birds played in the air, lilting each note with unbridled innocence as to what the future holds. The warmth of the sun illuminated the wide yonder ahead. He was tingling with excitement as he stepped off the path and onto the grass.
He turned around and looked behind. The woods with its shaded bowers and rustic carpeting has been the staple sight for some time now. He knew he had changed. It may be for the worse or better, but he knows...he has definitely changed. He laughed softly to himself. The bittersweet memories were flashing in his mind. Those will be his souvenirs from his journey. As well as his accomplishments. Reflect on the past, but think ahead. Live for the present.
He continued walking in the lea. The more he walked, the lighter his heart felt. After the cloistered arbour of the forests, somehow he seemed to delight in the open air. Perhaps he has been cooped up for so long. Each step grew bouncier as if enthusiasm were his shoes and gravity non-existent. He paused every now and then to capture an image of a dragonfly resting on a blade of grass or a butterfly flapping its tinted wings on the petals of a coneflower. He tried chasing the tiny tufts of dandelion as the wind blew them far across the meadow.
At the end of the meadow, he saw the road ahead. There was a new path, this time cutting through yet another verdant woods. His playtime was over, he felt. It is time to move on. He blew a gentle goodbye kiss to the meadow and stepped onto the path. His new journey is just beginning. The dew and nectar of the meadows will be his sustenance as he took his first step into the unknown. He said softly to himself, 'this is life...'
congratulations to Jon on his convocation and I further dedicate this post to my friends and classmates leaving for places beyond to further their studies. Eka, Teoh, you're not forgotten too. Thanks for the memories. :)
He turned around and looked behind. The woods with its shaded bowers and rustic carpeting has been the staple sight for some time now. He knew he had changed. It may be for the worse or better, but he knows...he has definitely changed. He laughed softly to himself. The bittersweet memories were flashing in his mind. Those will be his souvenirs from his journey. As well as his accomplishments. Reflect on the past, but think ahead. Live for the present.
He continued walking in the lea. The more he walked, the lighter his heart felt. After the cloistered arbour of the forests, somehow he seemed to delight in the open air. Perhaps he has been cooped up for so long. Each step grew bouncier as if enthusiasm were his shoes and gravity non-existent. He paused every now and then to capture an image of a dragonfly resting on a blade of grass or a butterfly flapping its tinted wings on the petals of a coneflower. He tried chasing the tiny tufts of dandelion as the wind blew them far across the meadow.
At the end of the meadow, he saw the road ahead. There was a new path, this time cutting through yet another verdant woods. His playtime was over, he felt. It is time to move on. He blew a gentle goodbye kiss to the meadow and stepped onto the path. His new journey is just beginning. The dew and nectar of the meadows will be his sustenance as he took his first step into the unknown. He said softly to himself, 'this is life...'
congratulations to Jon on his convocation and I further dedicate this post to my friends and classmates leaving for places beyond to further their studies. Eka, Teoh, you're not forgotten too. Thanks for the memories. :)
