Do you want to know what it was that I found?


I searched for you—through time, through moments, through this ever-darkened era. And at last, I found you.
Do you want to know what it was that I found?
I’ll tell you in just a moment…
Every now and then, I would set out on my bike, gliding through nature, the wind weaving whispers around me. These rides became a ritual, a gateway to another world. With each journey, I found myself immersed in a new circle of friendships, a network of souls so different from the ones I had known before.

Do you want to know what it was that I found?
The story of how I met them is a tale worth telling—but not today.
Wherever we went, no matter how breathtaking the scenery, my gaze was always cast downward. I wasn’t searching for paths or obstacles—I was searching for stones. They had become everything to me. Their colors, their textures, their quiet allure. Each one a mystery waiting to be held, to be known.
Then came that day.We were passing through a forest, the sunlight filtering through the leaves in golden streaks, when my eyes caught sight of something—something special. A stone, unlike any I had seen before, beckoned to me from the earth. Without a second thought, I stopped my bike.
By the time I looked up, my friends had disappeared down the path. I hadn’t even noticed how far I had fallen behind.

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My phone rang, pulling me back to the present. It was my dear friend, my steadfast companion. I answered, breathlessly.
Without hesitation, he asked, “So, did you get lost in the forest, or did you find another stone?”
His words made me laugh—yet he was on the point perfectly.

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That red stone became something more than just a find. I shaped it into a heart and gave it to my sister, a small piece of the earth transformed into a token of love.

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These are strange times.
Yesterday, I was sifting through old photographs, lost in memories, searching for something I knew had slipped away from me long ago. And then, just like that, I found it again.

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Ah! That’s right—I remember now.
It was my smile… wasn’t it?

 

 

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Melina Mehr
Melina Mehr

I'm a freelance writer, passionate about, music, books and nature.


My cycling experiences
My cycling experiences

When I go riding on my bike, the world around me becomes exciting and so elegant all at once, so despite the shortcomings, disasters and horrors… I embrace it. I know it is not just me having these feelings, but I’m definitely another nature lover looking for unanswered questions in an extraordinary manner as well. I cherish the pictures caught by my camera and the ones remained forever in my essence.

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