Tears are words the heart can't express.
- Anonymous
I hate being awakened in the middle of night. Stirred by the sound of nothingness and the only thing explainable is spacing out. How I wish this kind of awakening is a twitch. Like a bump on the road – take a breather. Bah, how I wish. It’s a miracle on its own how life swivels us around. Waste it not for life has no rewind button. Seize the day, not that I object. Live for tomorrow, a bit of an optimist there. The earth is round, or rather specifically a sphere. When some of us believe in karma the one that says what goes around comes around, do not deny them. Everything does happen for a reason – a reason to conclude the initial. Give a thought, the ending is concluded when the beginning is met. Sway away for what I have written confuses you. Dream with me for what I have deemed in smitten you. Life is too short to be wasted in shallow; life indeed is long enough to be cherished in gaiety. It is all about giving. The littlest thing that means a whole lot to the receiver defines you. Be it not known to the whole world, but when it touches one heart it gleams on forever.
Goodnight and truly have that sweet dream.
Shooting Star: May 19, 2009
Come Undone: July 14, 2009
Third time is the charm, they say? Intriguing how my own words fall back on me occasionally. When revisits happen, the only thing I could gather is a smile. A cynical one.
