Post by Admin on Aug 4, 2013 18:37:50 GMT
The Rose Waltz
It was May went the ice of the patio has melt and the flowers started to bloom
the emerald green of the leafs coming out of the trees, dazzling all humans
while the grass covers the one hard and cold soil a real miracle in nature
to see, those birds singing and those squirrels running under a blue and
clean sky in awe of a nature awe and with a prayer on her lips thanking
the most high for letting her experiencing the explosion of colors that springs brings
with its feelings or rebirth in all things of life.
Rebecca was sitting there in the middle of the patio in awe of natures birth
contemplating a blue and clear sky, she laid in gratefulness of life. Suddenly she
saw a shadow passing by the corner of her eyes, she turned to look but there was
nothing there, suddenly she heard a melody again she turned to see where it
came from, but she didn't saw nothing, she was alone in the house and the radio
was off, suddenly the melody was heard again and she looked to see where did it
came from, the melody went on with cadence of a soft waltz, she thought maybe
a neighbored radio was playing alone, the whole scenario was a miracle seen the
rose bud stretching and opening like a nature spectacle in front of her eyes, the rose
bush was covered by this sun light that vitalized the bush,it was a splendorous light
and she was sitting near the bush, when all of the sudden the shadow she had seen
before stop in front of the bush and it was dancing at the compass that the melody
was playing, she wasn't afraid of the shadow as a peaceful sensation invade her being
She had heard different belief system saying that gnomes and fairies does exist
she though maybe is one of them there dancing, she curiously approached
the rose bush, the melody increase its volume while she was seeing the shadow dancing,
Rebecca was amazed, she wasn't afraid of the shadow as a peaceful sensation invade her
being, she has heard different believe system stating there are fairies and gnomes, so she
thought maybe one of them! if it does exist, so she curiously approached the rose bush
while the melody was getting higher in its volume, the shadow was still dancing,
Rebecca eyes were fix in the shadow, she was trying to identify a form; She was 5 feet
from the shadow and she suddenly stop, in front of her eyes the shadow took
a form and then a cold sweat invade her, she was shaken like a leave immobilize
and in a total amazement she saw a girl about 10 yrs old with a pink long dress
and very blonde hair , blue eyes, dancing in what she called the Rose Waltz
At the site she couldn't do nothing but be a spectator of a phenomenon, she couldn't
explained, the girl notice Rebecca presence and turn to the rose bush disappearing
amount the roses that were blooming at her touch.
Few months past since that extra censorial experience, when Rebecca coming from
work was stop by a police car, the officer approached her and asked her for proper
identification, so she did , the officer looking at her told her, she looked like the mother
of a girl that was adopted two years ago and disappear, she smiled to the officer stating
that she didn't have children, but the officer insisted asking her to recognize a picture ,
she agreed and when she saw the little girl of the rose bush she exclaimed I know her!
Rebecca couldn't suppress the exclamation, the officer asked her to explain how she knew the girl,
if she wasn't the mother, then she stated she saw her in her dreams, she inquired what happen
to the girl, the policeman stated that they have found her body, no far from Rebecca house,
the same day that Rebecca saw her dancing in the rose bush, the most interesting thing is ,
that they couldn't find her mother as she moved from town without leaving a forward
address and the mother strange enough looked like Rebecca.
She realized in tears that the girl came to her because her resemble with her mother,
and then she told the policeman the story of the presence in her patio, that was how
she met this girl soul. She asked the policeman to please give her a photo of the girl,
so he did, and since then she prays to her soul each May in front of her
rose bush where its heard the melody of a Rose Waltz.
Maria© 2013