Lonely guy

 In the middle of the night a lake was seen among ancient trees, reflecting the beauty of the stars and the fading crescent moon. The lake seemed to shimmer like liquid stardust, as if the heavens themselves had poured their secrets into its waters. 

At the heart of  lake, a small boat gently rocked with the rhythm of the water's embrace. In the boat sat a lonely guy who seemed to be lost in his thoughts, pondering the mysteries of the universe.

 There was a sense of wonderment in his eyes, like he would have been at the edge of unraveling the secrets of existence. 

In this moment of quietness he took a deep breath, inhaling the pure night air, and then he whispered quietly to the universe. His words were a gentle invitation, a way of reaching out to the cosmos, asking for guidance on his path. There was an unspoken understanding between him and the universe, a connection that was made beyond the time and space.

He knew he wasn't possessed all the answers yet, but that was alright. He understood that life's journey was as much about the questions as it was about the answers. Each step he took, every experience he encountered, would lead him closer to the revelation of his true purpose.

Lonely guys origins remained a mystery even to himself. He felt a connection to something larger, something beyond the ordinary boundaries of human existence. Perhaps he was a wanderer from another world, or maybe a being of celestial origins, temporarily confined to a human vessel. 

But he was not anxious by this lack of clarity. Instead, he embraced the uncertainty with open heart. He knew that the universe reveal its secrets when the time was right.

As the shooting star appeared momentarily into the horizon, he felt gratitude and appreciation towards the fleeting beauty of the cosmos. It was a reminder that life was temporary, just like the shooting star's brief appearance. 

In the silence of the night, with the stars as his witness, the lonely guy decided to cherish every moment of his journey. He would follow the  quiet wishpers of his heart, trusting that the universe would guide him towards his destiny, what ever that would be.  

With a newfound sense of purpose and peace he gently steered the boat back to the shore. As he stepped ashore, he carried with him the secrets of the universe, and the firm belief that destiny would be unrevealed to him in time.

 The lonely guy wasn't lonely anymore; he was surrounded by the wisdom of the cosmos, and with that companionship, he knew he would evetually find his place in the existence.

21.7.2023 -Cherry-