Sunday, August 30, 2009

In a Breath of Passage

Passage

Image by monkeytime via Flickr

Sunday, so serene and peaceful, passes like a wraith in the night.  Visible, yet far from defined, shadowy and surreal.  Quiet and peaceful, the silence a unique diversion to life’s hectic schedule.  A sailboat passing between two monoliths on a calm sea.

A peaceful interval, that glides by in a breath of existence.  So fast, it seems that a blink of the eye and it’s elapsed in a cloud of misty vapor.   I dream of a time when the clock can be stilled, time paused.  A moment when one can frolic in the wonder of worry free continuance. 

Life is not so dreamlike though.  Filled with unimaginative events, dull and repetitive.   Therefore, it’s best to enjoy the repose, take in the solace, and cherish the moments that are.  Creating in our own thoughts, for the briefest duration, that which we desire.  An active imagination, is a useful tool.


Quote of the Day:
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything
--Anonymous

Happy Birthday Sis!  I know it’s tomorrow, but I’ll be early this year.

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