i feel envious of the creek behind our home. the water is in constant motion. ever moving forward. never staying idle. how would it be to move forward and never have to question where you are going or dwell on where you've been? rivers and creeks take things on for a while, a twig here, a leaf there, but it ends up depositting these things on the side shore and continues on ever pursuing its travels. its journey forward.
yes. i am envious of the movement of the water, for i feel stuck. i feel i've been idle too long. perhaps i am that desposited twig stuck in some reeds or the shore. not knowing how to continue on the journey. would it be better to be the leaf and not really moving, but allowing the flow perpetual motion to carry me adrift? carrying on without purpose.
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