When we reflect upon the dead past, the restless present and the brilliant future,
we all seem to be the nomads in strange lands….
…strangers to the life that we inhabit; lost on native soil.
In reason, we seek to be the ever weeping philosophers, the cynics, the ones with scars.
In being human, we seek to forgive our abnormalities beneath a well constructed facade and rise above the human condition.
In success, we seek to indulge ourselves in vanity and petty thrills.
In hope, we seek to beat the invincible think the unthinkable.
In love, we seek to be accepted for what we are.
In failure, we seek to grow not just cynical but stronger or so we would like to believe
we all seem to be the nomads in strange lands….
…strangers to the life that we inhabit; lost on native soil.
In reason, we seek to be the ever weeping philosophers, the cynics, the ones with scars.
In being human, we seek to forgive our abnormalities beneath a well constructed facade and rise above the human condition.
In success, we seek to indulge ourselves in vanity and petty thrills.
In hope, we seek to beat the invincible think the unthinkable.
In love, we seek to be accepted for what we are.
In failure, we seek to grow not just cynical but stronger or so we would like to believe
In negotiations, we seek to receive more than we give for, if not, how can we be accountable towards our personal gains?
In wander within the realms of existence, we fluctuate between mean pinnacles of joy and inconsolable lows; between the reckless abandon of a child to the measured existence of an adult.
Beyond the blacks and whites, we all share a world that is now an all encompassing grey.
We all have muddied the crystal clear waters.
We all somewhere have paid the price.
In wander within the realms of existence, we fluctuate between mean pinnacles of joy and inconsolable lows; between the reckless abandon of a child to the measured existence of an adult.
Beyond the blacks and whites, we all share a world that is now an all encompassing grey.
We all have muddied the crystal clear waters.
We all somewhere have paid the price.
And what we learn or we are meant to learn is that,
…………………We never stop growing and believing.
PS: "To keep a lamp burning, we must keep oiling it."
-Mother Teresa
