still searching for an answer.
still searching for faith, hope, mostly love.
still wanting to hold on to what used to be, but it is futile.
tearing your eyes away from the subtle break between night and day,
when it seems heaven and earth merge into one,
you long for the promise that darkness always gives way to light,
you long for the assurance that your struggles are worth something,
you long for the rest that comes with knowing fate, and where you stand.
you long for so much, and you are only human.
how much of it is avarice? the grasping and discontented nature of man? how much of it is the poisonous and insidious envy, that threatens to turn your soul green?
you're not sure. so you're going to keep on trying to find for an answer. and in the process, learn to be happy and contented.
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There's only one thing I can think of to say about this:
Be happy.
I don't know. It shouldn't be difficult. It should be the ground state of human existence. But then who am I to talk. I was born lucky, after all.
...
and happiness is in the present.
take care.
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