Am I here?
Or is it simply someone else...
I watch and listen to all the seasons change. You can always feel them changing. The cold harshness of winter is slowly passing, giving us a sight of what spring can give. With each day giving us more light and more life....it should be happy? The days reaching longer. Longer to fade so softly as night gracefully turns to night.
But, as I look out at the world. Listening to the birds chirp their pretty songs, I sigh. Its times like these where you feel an alien to the natural world and can feel time pressing down on you, feel the limits and the idea of the end.
Why look upon the start as a way to an end...Should it not be the journey thats important with the end just being a means...a purpose to receive that journey?
I will never know why I see it this way, but I hope that I can see and feel the journey for what it is before I see another ending. I'll close my eyes.
Tags: spring, summer, night, birds, life, world,
I watch and listen to all the seasons change. You can always feel them changing. The cold harshness of winter is slowly passing, giving us a sight of what spring can give. With each day giving us more light and more life....it should be happy? The days reaching longer. Longer to fade so softly as night gracefully turns to night.
But, as I look out at the world. Listening to the birds chirp their pretty songs, I sigh. Its times like these where you feel an alien to the natural world and can feel time pressing down on you, feel the limits and the idea of the end.
Why look upon the start as a way to an end...Should it not be the journey thats important with the end just being a means...a purpose to receive that journey?
I will never know why I see it this way, but I hope that I can see and feel the journey for what it is before I see another ending. I'll close my eyes.
Tags: spring, summer, night, birds, life, world,
