Sometimes it's hard. When u think u can pick up the pieces and run...... Like flying high like a bird was the easiest thing imaginable. But ever so often, reality hits u smack in the face as you realize, nothing is at it seems.
You walk, marking roads as yours... marking people as yours... marking conversations, thoughts, words and smiles as yours..... but sooner or later, the journey ends... and you realize: you are right where you started... Everything that you ever feared, everything that you didn't believe you were, you begin to be... or perhaps you were all along. And u walk on, knowing now that "The Impossible" will remain but a song.
Hey Dblo...You remind me of H.W. Longfellow - who said in his "Psalm of Life" :
ReplyDeleteTELL me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!—
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem....
If you want to read the full thing - it's here: http://www.bartleby.com/102/55.html
It's great food for thought! Check it out if you can....
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