2001
Thoughts through the Ages ... As I sit here among the sounds of music and nature I contemplate the fates. In one hand I weigh the hearts of mortals and in the other I grasp the mortality that they so fear. The heart is filled with love and hate, joy and dread. I look upon this heart and wonder why. The love and joy make so light that it appears to float but the hate and dread cause it so sink and lay blackened and dead. I shift my attention to mortality. Here is something so brief and fleeting. It makes equals of all. I can not fathom why mortals fear mortality.I sit here through the ages. Alone, forever alone to think. Being Immortal is not the blessing you may think. As I pass down this path through the ages one thing never changes in the mortal world. Yes I hear your words," All things change.". Aye, I would agree for the most part but that which does not change are the 'Tears'. Tears of pain and sorrow. Tears of joy. Yes, tears wash this world of ours. Tears wash away the hurt of betrayal and anger. They cleans the wound of hateful words. Ah, but they also glow like diamonds when the joy we feel is too much to contain. Never fear to show your tears. They bring no shame. Only healing.
You think these words the rantings of a senile old man. Maybe so. They come from that place which spawns all such thoughts. They sprout from ages of being alone to contemplate such things as life and death. Of right and wrong, good and evil. When I asked for immortality I was but a silly youth. Now after living so long that I watch those I love pass into memory I found the folly of my ways. To be forever alone. Only to touch in passing. If you find only one thing in my rantings I hope it be this. Live for today. Love like there will be no tomorrow and honor life as you find it. The beauty of life around you is vast. Share a smile and kind word with those around you and you will find a richer life. These words are yours from across the ages.
The Blind Seeker
For Tracy & CJ
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by 2001
