Thursday, August 28, 2008

The Road

One day I will die, and so will you.
Everything that was once animated will one day lay still pressed under the moist earth.
One day we will all go back to where we came from.
We, humans, are like a novel, or a collegiate thesis, we come full circle.
But for now, we are alive, we have movement, and speech, we create beautiful and terrible things.
We destroy each other, and many of us sludge blindly through a world of light.
We destroy ourselves.
We see each other as insignificant.
We look to a God to drive us, and give us hope.
Some stand back in fear and awe of what is unknown.
I wonder if in heaven, or in hell...
There is a God who looks upon us.
What might this being think of us?
I don't not believe he is disappointed..
He will live forever, alone, at his post in the world.
And all the while, we mankind, walk the earth, knowing our time here is stunted...
One day our breathing will turn still...
If I were a God, I would desperately envy the mortality that humans possess...
We are impermanent, and because of this, each sunrise is more beautiful, each smile more cherished, each day is different, and it will one day end.
For the immortal...all but life is permanent, and he will live on looking down on the world with his lonely eyes forever, wishing that he too could see the beauty only man can take from the world, the beauty of the every day, that the end gives us.

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