One more Soul

the reflection

I woke up and found myself staring in the mirror at the image reflected in front me. I was looking at myself and myself was looking at me, nothing more, nothing less. We both got confused by the reflection of ourselves and by the nighty light from the window which were making my reflection seem real. While contemplating each other I felt as something missed out between two of us, I was in need of a breath not an image. I needed a reflection of myself supplied with a soul.

A soul…where should I look for it? Where could I buy it? Where could I get one? Are questions which books don’t give information about and people keep the answer as a big big secret. Now I am even more confused, looking at the poor reflection craving for a breath and almost begging me to help it. I am feeling even worse when I am smiling at it while understanding that I have no idea how to find one. So trying to calm down myself… I started praying God for peace.

 God help me with reaching a soul for the poor reflection, show me the right way to do it, help me to find the place to get it. While I was desperately praying and hoped that HE is hearing me from somewhere far away, I felt as God is admiring my mistake or my naivety and smiled. After all ,more confused than anytime , I just stand up and prepared my self a cup of coffee, deciding that is better to admire the amazing view of the city from my 19th floor flat, then looking at the girl without soul from the mirror. But well, I was expecting something different, why is all happening like this? Why had I seen the sky not dark blue, but brighter than anytime? Why have the stars been shining brighter than yesterday? Why had the air seemed to be fresher than before I went to sleep? Something changed in this world, something that I noticed before everybody… So strange, why should I be the chosen one?  I had to find the answer of this dilemma.

 I woke up on the sofa near my panoramic window. What time is it? It’s 11:11 AM.  Another strangeness, actually to many for a day. I turned my self around and I noticed again the reflection from the mirror looking happy to see her savior back. I felt her like asking me : you drunk your amazing cup of coffee, well I am glad, but have you found me a soul? As I felt answering no, I just walked by and promised myself that I will ignore her from that moment. By the way, timed passed, and it was already 12:12 AM. What’s wrong with this clock? Should I ignore it too? I was getting too stressed. I felt like I need a walk in the park, something that would throw away my thoughts. Finally I got into the middle of the small park, that you can name it more a small garden. As I was looking around I noticed that one row is having one more tree than the other one. So funny, another weird thing that looks firstly funny for me. Let’s count how many trees is having the smallest row. So … 1, 2, 3,4…..9,10, 11? So the other row is having 12… Is this a coincidence or a message? Definitely I should find a wise.