She got jitters during the last stretch of that day when she wasn't clearly seeing how everything would end. Her spirit was jumping and saying, "Hey, come what may!" Yes, she didn't see it coming.
The next thing she knew, she opened her eyes to the peeking rays of Mr. Sun as it cracked the dawn, and embraced the welcoming cold breeze in Aurora. It was certainly a way better wake-up experience than the ones she always gets in Manila.
As she set foot on the new locale, she felt spontaneous. She felt light. She was floating in midair. It was a beginning of yet another story.
She did not come to travel alone. She had company -- a great bunch -- whom she knew were as adventurous as she was. Yes, she was not traveling alone but she was having another personal undertaking -- her soul was in lust to discover, to try new things, and to break the rules.
It was a long haul before she reached the top. The journey was not easy at all. She could remember every detail then.
The rock-strewn road shook every tiny bit of her. The scenic horizons agonized her soul as it augmented the fact that she was powerless to seize time. Boulders hurdled her path in a very natural and beautiful way, and insignificantly pained her as she got her feet caught in between for several times. She held hands she avoided from the very beginning, bringing unknown currents through her veins, currents beyond those of the flowing river. She carried weight and burdened herself with even more. She took it the hard way and embraced the pain of it. She let the scorching heat envelope her -- with open arms, she wanted to be completely covered. She enjoyed every second she stumbled -- laughed her heart out as she was in another phase of rediscovering herself.
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Ditumabo Falls in Baler, Aurora |
She was in panic deep inside. She knew not what to do first. She satisfied herself with the visual treat of nature for a while. She savored the moment. Then she dipped her foot into the natural pool. It was surprisingly very cold but it was no reason to stop her from diving in.
She could not get too close to the raging water as it both delivered her extreme happiness and fear -- happiness for its radiating extraordinary beauty and fear for its dangerous power of swallowing her wholly.
So she simply gratified herself in a corner, leaned over a boulder. She closed her eyes, prayed and thanked God. She closed her eyes and saw nothing but a light of rainbow hues. It was an empty space of bright light she did not want to vanish. The nature's noise was music to her ears. She did not want the melody to end. She was feeling every millisecond the cold water was touching her. She boldly set her face in front of the falling water letting the sprinkles hit her every pore. She felt the running water driving away her stagnant life. Its rage was rippling down her spine and chilled every nerve alive. She was at peace, and her heart was in ecstasy. At one point, she lived and died at the same time. It was love.
She cried. She cried in joy, in gratitude, and in pain. It was an overwhelming dream in reality. She cried her heart out: Thank You, God!
But as how an adage says it, every little good thing must come to an end. Reality has to set in.
With all those fantasies and magic she was about to believe in, we had to fuse again. I had to destroy the moment. I was the one who fell in love. I fell in love and had my heart shattered into pieces shortly after that wonderful feeling. I did not want to be apart from such euphoric and heavenly state.
I was left with nothing but hope to reach that moment again -- where dreamland becomes tangible and life runs dynamically as the falling water.
It hurt me as I turned my back from my transitory paradise. But now, I look forward to the day of seeing it again.
And falling in love with it one more time. ♥
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