Where do I begin?
Feeling melancholy on this day covered by a grey sky. The morning
brought peace and solitude that evolved into sadness. When falling into an
abyss one can only rely on strength from past experiences to lift you into
light again. I like to add a special ingredient, however, that of love. Love that begins in the womb and although
severed at birth, continues to blossom into the most beautiful gift that life
has to offer…
Putting your own sorrows aside for those you love warms the
heart and feeds the soul. The mundane
tasks of each day become cherished rather than dreaded when done for those you
love and bore. Simple time spent
together with our kindred spirits allows my appetite for affection to be nurtured
and satiated.
If this [life as it is] is as good as it gets then I am
blessed. My humble spirit will continue
to live on with or without completeness.
For there are so many with so much less I cannot ask for more than I
have. For life has been rough, an
adventure, a mystery and divine and so much still remains if my story should have
it. Emptiness resides in the darkest
corners, but memories fill the void and a twinkle of hope remains…..something
called faith.
But when do mediocrity and complacency fall short?
Is the quest for a utopia foolish?
Can instant gratifications and short-term gains fill the
void the exists in us all?
When does bliss become constant? Does it ever?
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| Sunset taken by my daughter during golf last night. |
I can only come back to the same answer. The only answer
that is truth, light and love….for some it is enlightenment, others
heaven. Neither is of this world. So we
press on and cherish each moment, each smile and each time someone or something
exceeds our expectations. Here's to the
hope that love can endure and bring us back together when all is lost. Here's to
the dream of a love that can fill all voids and take away pain and loneliness.
I close in gratitude for my beloveds and the sun that has
graced this September day. I shall carry
on…
