COLD WATER There's tranquility in Cold Water I touched it, I felt A scintilla of Silence I don't know how, But, I cherished it.
In an ounce of moment, I Percieved an enthusiasm to escape Break free in the Freezing Ocean Experience quietude altogether, Freeze up towards the bottom of the Ocean.
I Adore the Beauty of Horizon apprehended only from this far, Unbelievable creations I'm eyeing with Naked eyes Underwater.
Calamatious Rainy Clouds Assembled on top of The Ocean Dark Black Clouds, Thunder, Lightening, It Scared me! The clouds Smiled at me and started to Precipitate, Making me fell in Love in the Complexions Once again.
Cold Water was Cascading Down with Intense Thunder stroke, Striking Far and Wide I was Afraid! The Clouds Smiled once again and It Began to Snow, Snowflakes were like a Group of Dandelions who left their roots And started flying.
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This is a myth/story/forklore about how Osun river came in existence. Osun is a river found in osun state, Osogbo, Nigeria. It is seen as saviour to the people. Osun was invaded by fulanis, popularly know as herdsmen. They're immigrate from City to city around Africa. The name of the town was derived from the water which was once, a small river. Now, millions for worshippers visits her from across the world. Osun had a deep history and rich culture. It's origin is Elemi, another river from the town where my mum hails from. Elemi (The owner of spirits) is believed to have supernatural powers. As it is, fishes from there can never be cooked. So are other aquamarine that lives in the river. Africa is rich is history. Many are yet to be found.
Heart : Arghhhhhhh Conscience : Ok what happen..........
Heart : I need to quickly book to a nearest Island, Langkawi Island at least... I CAN'T ANYMORE! Conscience : Okkkkk then do it.
Heart : Yeah.... International Borders are not open yet.. It may only be early next year... Maybe end of the year earliest. I need the sand in between my toes! And get that bad sunburn on me! GAHHHHHH! Conscience : Ok check the dates, the flight, the hotel. Heart : Yeah tonight! By end of October I gotta do it!
**She just can't wait anymore. She needs a break. SHE DESERVES A BREAK. 1st STOP:LANGKAWI ISLAND! Now let's check the flight, hotel and dates for Oct**
I smiled at the snow white beaches I smelled those breezy air I saw my skin turned tanned through the sun gazes I tasted those delicious food and chocolate éclair
My toes wiggle in glee feeling the melting sand My hair dances to the beat of the sea breeze wind My body kissed by the sunray strand My eyes gleam to the ocean viands
It was just a dream after all It was just a dream that I smiled in bliss It was just a dream that I could smell it all It was just a dream that to Goa I travelled... in my dreams
Heart : What do you think of my travel poem? Conscience : It's amazing! I could literally imagined it. Heart : I hope I get to travel soon very soon!
**And so she wrote a travel poem, a manifestation of what she wants badly and she hopes when the international borders open soon, she will be physically there instead of her continous travelling in her mind. And so she will**