Loss has found me again.
How profound, being bereft of someone, left in the irony that is living.
The empty emotion that falls over our shoulders when denial encompasses our deepest desires make us vulnerable. If only, just for a moment, I could see time's infinite dance, hear it's music, and to its melody be able to dance just this once... perhaps then the folly of this eroding sentiment will leave me be.
Loss has found me again.
I was lost to a life of happiness and the joys of success. Too troubled with living in peace and bothering no one to notice that nothing good is meant to last. Pity not the fool whom falls pray to their pessimistic views during torment for they are weak. The strong seek truth before the moment in which it must be faced in order to be better equipped with tools with which to manage the torrent of malediction suddenly befallen into our sanctuary.
I have met the sheppard whose flock migrates with the lack of food to fertile grounds. I have seen but dare not meet the poor soul who tenders to sheep up steep rock in barren land thirsty and sweaty with not a dog to assist. The sheep, all-the-same just flock. For to them it matters not the journey, not the destination, just the moment in passing whereby one must climb or die alone without guidance.
Such are the mysteries all around us, meaning little to some, the world to others, and just examples to be written and never read by a few like myself who merely transcribe the day's events, or mind's ramblings into what some find desirable.
The sense of being is no more lacking than the lackluster rock left behind year after year by camping personnel who come and go from these grounds until a geologist comes and sees this given gem in plain sight forlorn no more. You see, loss has taken nothing and life has granted nothing, yet I deprive myself of so much. I admit my flaws in humanity's side of my having been influenced, yet take responsibility for what I have done with that which I learned and put to practice.
I desire that which matters not in these troubling times of change, I desire the gem's peace.
Monday, February 13, 2017
The Gem's Peace
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
