Showers upon our shoulders give sign that the weight above us was such that rain was necessary, for we are not the only ones that carry a heavy burden. What others trail is a magnificent air of hope that showers those around them like the mist of a tall waterfall splashing on rocks. Yet, there are those whose world view is so unique and powerful, so immersive, powerful in the sense of purity that overshadows all fears and problems, issues and troubles of all who come in contact with them. They, those few truly are a force upon the Earth. Among them there is truth, yet not banality. There is wisdom, yet no cascading pearls that splash everyone in the eyes like eyelids stuck between the eye and skin. Their sanity is part of what makes them unique, for they partake in the sadness of those around them, yet lift them just by being present, for that gift is theirs. How lucky am I to know one such soul, to have one such spirit qualm the sadness that erodes the person I could have been into a patient someone... how lucky truly to see Jean-Michel celebrate another birthday when unbeknownst to him we celebrate his whole life.
A place to contemplate beyond that which is desired, warranted, wished upon, and sometimes forgotten.
