The Story That Happened Tomorrow.

It was cold. In between two seasons. Some wind. Blowing.The forest was resting. Birds singing. A strange melody. Unknown. So far. Everything in nature growing at ease. In a divine rhythm. No rush. Always in time. There was no pressure. A feather fell down. Another one.The trees observed. As humble partners. Feathers moving in the same direction. As one. They belonged together. Since the moment where the universe created love. Soul long ago. The deepest form of love. Secret of above. An invisible cord attached the two feathers. In all lifetimes they have met. Again and again. Just like that.

There was a story to tell. A long one. About true love. They experienced it. Together. They kept the key within them. To protect it from the ones that were hidden in the dark corners of the world. They felt that their mission had come. The key unlocked. She recognised him. Even in his feather form. Still gorgeous. She was beautiful. He felt her soul. So deep. It sounded as music. Magnificent. Romance was their gift. To each other. Nurturing and caring on the deepest level. Touching slowly every space that they had been given.

The forest felt the change in the air. The feathers were changing into another form. Magic. Transformation. Human qualities appeared. A shape so pure. He was there first. To guide her elegance. A proud couple. Aware of their value. Recognizing each other's unique treasure. In human form they saw each other again. After so many times. Their eyes were shining brightly. They felt in heaven. Being with each other was such a blessing. The universe gave them everything they needed to accomplish their mission and so much more.

They travelled to all the places where humans lived. From a distance they were reading the minds and hearts of the people. There was no belief in soul mate love anymore. Just gone. People were convinced that it was a lie or at least meant only for the chosen ones. Sad looking eyes. Only the children were still playing happily. Children never lose hope. The couple made a plan. A wonderful strategy. Digging deep into all human emotions. Stored in a box. Love letters unwritten. Romance was gone. As if it never existed. Only in the dictionary.

A man and a woman. Hearts locked. Arrived. In the spotlights. Scenes written long before they were born. Sleeping. No dreams. They became feather light. Suddenly. Their souls taken. To meet each other. Finally. The act was a mystery. In the middle of their two worlds they connected. A feeling so tender. The forest prepared the celebration. A holy event. When they married and exchanged their deepest kiss, a new seed of love was created. From the sky two feathers fell down. They say, that true love is so deep and so strong that it can take any form. Sacred. One.

By Liesbeth Leysen
Professional writer

Founder of the Storytelling Store, A Unique Written Gift for your Loved Ones