Vesper Zephyr

Dear friends,

Summer air is always homey and zestful, as the splendid sun embraces us with thermal passion. Tender zephyr blows, across the path of our lives, chasing the days which have anon gone away. Summer, is a season of reminiscence.

“Fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing.” This is what Optimus Prime said. And now, I have the exact same feeling. Graduation…it seems to be an elusive stage of our journey. Tears and laughter, bliss and lament…all fuzed together. I tried to save my valedictions in belief of a joyous reunion, but I couldn’t. A word of adieu is inevitable, owing to the uncertainty of life. After all, perhaps the goddess of fortune has already composed our fate, no?

Memories are beauteous and warm. Whenever I recollect the scenes of the past, I feel as though I fall into a placid slumber. True, there might be remorse, rancor and abhorrence, but pleasure, splendor and rejoicing are of much more importance. At times I feel trapped in the straits of Scylla and Charybdis. Yet, I do not falter nor relinquish my faith. I would rather indulge myself in vagarious dreams than submit to the hardships of reality!

Rain falls, softly, as if a captivating melody. It reminds me of friendship─an argent thread which can ne’er be cut in half. The amicable sun shall rise again soon. I want to say, ”Thank you, my dear friends!”