Rennes to Zarnesti

 

Life is beautiful and when you start following your heart it becomes more beautiful. The road to Zarnesti goes through Paris and reaching this place has a beautiful story of two birds one from India and the other from Romania.

 

" Two Birds - Rennes to Piatra Craului"

 

Free Bird he was till the time he met another soul,

She said I know you from before and since then they flew like two curious souls, 

Travel stories they shared like a solo from David Gilmour,

They flew together to know more about holding each other so that others don't go slow,

The connection they made, the families they shared,

Pictures they made as they will meet no more,

They Laughed, Walked, and talked like two free souls only to know more and more,

Little they drank and in return zillion laughs and million memories they stored,

Time was less as both had to go home,

Their heart knew what they wanted but God was planning something more,

They flew to Paris final time thinking they would not see each other anymore.

 

The City of Love as they know made the connection all the more strong,

Paris has a different story to tell which the birds still remember more and more,

Love for travel gave them a hundred dreams only they knew pure will come to both,

A night in Paris came when they talked about the beautiful mountains of Zarnesti,

After Paris to Zarnesti came lots of turns but birds did not let each other go

Life played a game with these souls but God has a plan of its own,

Both flew to different worlds promising they would like to see each other one more.

 

Lots happened in between Let's save time - Why hear the sad part,

Time was tuff for both - but the connection was strong,

Promise and dream were pure so he had to Go.

 

Both Birds fought time and finally, after 1.5 yrs they met in Venice only to walk the whole night like mad souls, 

A different time it was which came and went like a sweet ice cream in the winter cold,

They Laughed, Walked, talked like two free souls only to know more and more,

Dreams they shared only to know each other more and more,

Their heart knew what they wanted but God was planning something more,

Little they drank and in return zillion laughs and million memories they stored,

Time was less as one had to go home,

Sad and painful it was only the birds know more and more,

One bird asked other to rest and make a home in her world,

Some stories will unfold - When the other bird will come to know why he couldn't take that call,

Respect for both in both world's he wanted and blessings from the family he imagined for both but, 

Life played a game with these souls and again God has a plan of its own,

Both flew to different worlds without looking at each other leaving like two broken lost souls,

Past has a story to tell, Painful it was but this is what we call Life,

Time has a different story to tell wait and read more.

 

Lots happened in between Let's save time - Why hear the sad part,

Time was tuff for both - but the connection was strong,

The dream was pure so he had to Go and how he could let the bird go only if the other bird could know,

Time has a different story to tell keep reading for more.

 

6 months later the bird flew from India following his heart without knowing where to go,

He flew to Romania to celebrate Easter like his own festival with a family unknown,

The curious soul, he was dreaming of mountains in Romania like his own home,

He flew high up in the sky only to know roots of the other soul,

He sat in Rasnov thinking following the heart is the only way to go forward,

Brasov was the new home for which heart said you have to return for more,

Life played a game again with these souls when they meet one more,

Sad they left and happy they met Only to know Life has  something more,

They Laughed, Walked, talked like two free souls only to know more and more,

Both Birds were happy like two sweet Margaritas waiting to dance on the same floor,

Little they drank and in return zillion laughs and million memories they stored,

Dreams they shared only to know each other more and more,

They Laughed, Walked, talked like two free souls only to know more and more,

Friday Easter it was Bird from India flew to mountains alone, Only to know the other bird from Romania is waiting to fly with him like a free soul,

They again Laughed, Walked, talked like two free souls only to know more and more.

Bird wanted to take the other bird home but society and past came to haunt both free souls,

They sat in the cemetery talking of Life and Journey, as everybody, in the end, will come here to sleep alone,

The Bird asked her to come to London to start a journey of their own,

He waited for the other Bird for long thinking Why and what stopped her from coming home.

 

Lost and sad he was - Flew to Paris to live the moments of past one more,

Paris was not the same anymore, sad, lonely and Love was no more,

Bird from India sat at the steps in Monmarte, Paris thinking Life played a game now what to do more,

Following the heart was the only way to go forward the bird flew all the way to Romania thinking maybe he will find the other bird flying free one more,

but God had a different plan of its own,

The different time it was - Went in a very different way - Don't have words to write - A time which should never come to any Good soul.

The bird flew last time from Romania to Paris as he had to go home,

Time was less, the bird waited long at the airport thinking the other bird will come to say Goodbye but,

What happened next is unknown.

Life is Beautiful  and following the heart is the only way to go,

Life played a game with these souls,

God has a beautiful plan for both and the story remains unclosed.....

 

"Travel for Love and Love for Travel takes you to places"

"If Birds meet again we will let you know "

"Happiness is real when Shared"

"Travel to Discover"  

 

Jain - Iordan