Sunday

Sinking

Nothing’s here to stay. Wish I’d known so much more than all I’ve known all this while. Life’s moving fast.. the smiles I see around me will soon be a thing of the past, cherished or simply forgotten. I’m walking down a lane where yesterday.. wait.. even a half hour ago seems like a distant memory etched on the walls of my heart. Never knew life could be this good, so complex and yet so simple. It’s amazing how we've managed to crawl our way through the toughest of times without even realizing the gravity of circumstance. I’m lost.. my eyes well without reason. I want to cry today.. cry out in gratitude for all I’ve seen, for all the moments I’ve seen myself being torn and made strong, for every second that served me little joys, fickle uncontemptuous laughter and a company I could have never imagined I could call my own someday. Life moves on faster still as I write. Wish it could all just stop for a few hours. Wish I could see life flash by before me like a movie or a book I could turn back when I felt the need to live it once more. I’m sinking but there's happiness within.. never found something so hard to explain.. I look around and see those I love falling, only to rise again.. to touch the skies.. shining brighter with every passing day. I’m grateful for being able to share this life with people who acknowledge the value of all we have and all we can possibly do. Life’s inconsistency irks me sometimes.. its strange how we have to move on just when we find our bearings.. a never ending journey in search of that perfect place which sadly though, exists for a chosen few.. as I travel through time with the rest of the world, I know I’m ready to face whatever tomorrow has to bring but I will miss all I have now. It’s incredible how I’ve found perfection this soon. Wish it could all just remain. Maybe I just don't want to move on to something better. Maybe the life I live now with all its pain and trials is all I ever wanted.. cuz when I put it all together, I’ve always managed to find a reason to smile.. and at the end of the day I know I’ve traveled far ahead of where I was when it began..

Wednesday

Resurrection

I often wonder if life is all we make it out to be, if we have all the time in the world to undo the things we do, and then do them once again. There’re so many things we fail to acknowledge, in ourselves and all that surrounds us, things so obvious they need no explanation. The silent blush that appears on a face without reason or care tells the story of a victory few come to terms with. A victory earned not by guns or toil, rather patience and bewilderment. A battle won marveling at the mysteries of the world, knowing solutions for them are far beyond possible reach, and yet sensing a renewed awe as we look at each passing day. Success upon the realization that there lies peace within, a sublime sense of contentment that gives rise to hope. Hopes that bring us closer and help us connect more intensely with all that live and breathe till we experience a depth that tells us how ridiculously simple it is to unlock all that life has to offer, how heaven lies just a few steps away.

If we stopped to wonder, there’d be no end to the amazement we’d encounter. How often have we stopped to realize what life would be like if the Earth didn’t go round? There’d be no day, no night, in essence, no time; no aging, no fear of the dark, eternal light. I talk now of things impossible but it never hurts to dream. And sleep we must through the night, however long she may wish to wait on us, to give birth to dreams knowing the rising Sun will see us bring consequence to all we set out to achieve. Through snow and rain, the spirit of man has seen itself grow, assuming proportions the Divine would’ve never deemed possible when He went about crafting each one of us in His hands. Ours is a destiny we own, an existence not worth whiling away in anxiety, a life that finds true meaning in being who we were meant to be. The way I look at it now, we are all going to get there someday, we have all the time, we have all the love; there isn’t much left to ask for.

As I lie awake tonight, the stars tell me I’ll be one among them; the clouds that shroud the skies now will give way to my thoughts as they pierce them to see what lies beyond, to dream once more as I have all this while. They’ve taken me places, shown me things, simple happenings in new light. It is this sheer boundlessness of the mind that startles me sometimes, consequently driving me to indulge further, knowing fully well how I might just end up contradicting myself. And I am grateful, for my words that help me share my musings with those who care to listen and for you who help me realize with each fleeting second that I am indeed human; nothing more, nothing less.