The Princess of the butterflies

I do not remember why I am here. I am in front of beautiful places, where the sun illuminates everything. Several gardens with flowers as a shine field of velvet.

The sky is blue and I can smelt the nature of the truth.

This is a magic garden. This is my secret garden. This is where I am hidden to the real world. I can see to everywhere and enjoy the beautiful of these wonderful places.

I am walking alone. In front of me are thousands of beautiful butterflies. All are so beautiful that it is impossible to distinguish to every one of them.

Their colors are amazing. Their wings push me air in my face and I can remember places before to have born.

I do not want to touch any of them because they are delicate.

In only one instant, in only one second I saw the most beautiful of all butterflies.

She is so beautiful that to see her does that my heart jumps constantly.

Thousands of them are in front of me, but she is the princess. I know that.

I want to be near her, but it is impossible. With any of my steps she disappears like the sun disappears when the night comes.

When I stop to walk she is in front of me again. Radiant with her wings movements. Very nice to see her dance. The happiness in her smile makes me happy.

I want to touch her, but now there is more distance.

I want to embrace her with all my passion for feeling her kingdom, but I know that it would be my last action. Finally, I understand that this magic garden is not real because this is a dream.

I wake up with her face in my mind. I start to walk alone again.  In the way are thousands of beautiful butterflies, but none of them like the princess that I saw.

Where the way ends, when all people ignores that I am breathing… she is in the gate of this magic garden.

I can recognize her in the distance. I can close my eyes and to feel where she is.

She is the most beautiful princess of all the butterflies. I hear her voice. I feel her laugh in the distance.

I do not know what to do. If I come back to my dreams I could loose her for ever.

If I continue there is another gate that it is impossible to see what are the colors of that places. I only want to rest. I would wish to fly as she flies but I cannot do that.

I press my hands to my ears.  I close my eyes and I don’t know how I can see that I am kneeling.

In front of me thousands of butterflies but I miss her. I miss her voice, I miss her face.

I want to see her eyes of princess once more. I know that this could be my last minute in my life.

I can feel the darkness comes to me. Everything is dark because the sun does not have brightness.

The beautiful places now are eroded. My tears wet the floor. Now I’m dying alone and I can’t see anything.

Everything is silence. No more colors. I wake up of this dream and I discover that my closed hands have something that I can’t see.

I wake up again and around me are few people with black clothes. Nobody known. I can’t move my body. I can’t speak and I can’t open my eyes.

What happened with me? I do not remember why I am here.

I am in front of dark places, where the night covers everything. There are several gardens without flowers as an eroded field of velvet.

The sky is black and I can smelt the nature of the death.

Finally, I remember that this is another dream and when I wake up…

I see my beautiful princess, in front of me with her girl’s eyes and I embrace her with all my passion knowing that this is my last dream, but I did it!!! because she is the Princess of all the most beautiful Butterflies.

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