The morning came and went as fast as an impluse of a drawing wave then to its retreat back into the sea. Canteen morning with Yv, a few dishes but a couple more trash. Countable few good hi's-byes with yet unwilling smiles that planted itself in my photographic visual. Helped out as much as lazy person could, ate and sorted coins for the counts, more in seek of hope for profits. Lazy breeze greeted out hearts and told our minds just to head home. Windows popped with a few friends for a naughty little chat right smack in the midst of Sunday afternoon. I called it the early preview for the night. As my fingers switch from letter to letter to type what it's typing, my mind's contemplating dinner and a short chill out down at good old Gardens.
Are we harmed by what strikes us as we think too much? The negative words floats over the postive, more bold, large and way less friendly. Collaboration of these headache prone feelings emerges and gushes of hate fills through every vein, where the heart poorly just pumps harder. As my sister read eloquently during this morning's 9am mass in church, I did not catch every single word as my self created walls might have prevented me from doing so. However, somehow, I caught a phrase, "To truly let go of earthly things." No need for much elaboration, but it rings that bell of how impossible that can be. We are pulled by this unforgiving, unwilling, and powerful force of this man-made gravity. It will place everything in you to the test to fulfill just that line of words which speaks only of great challenge to human body and mind to achieve that purified soul.
I saw what I could have had months ago, innocently unsure, not ready neither prepared, and there swiftly taken, held in the arms of someone who recovered no further from than a rebound, and his ill profile hidden deep but close under his covers. Blind spots kept her, his heart contains then repairs but time takes its time to heal. Patience was never an option, it was made mandatory.
"We sat back just to sadly accept and a mile more or so to watch if their love could pack more or crack under perssure already from the thoughts of breaking they had."
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