The Forever Road

Posted: January 25, 2014 in Uncategorized
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“Like to the lark at break of day arising, from sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;”

 

Every person we encounter, every journey that we take, leads us to new experiences and equally new adventures. What we encounter today sets us up in preparation for what comes tomorrow as we approach each day wide-eyed with open mouths. So while life is limited, one thing that isn’t is love. When you see the right picture and the moment seems right, time will stand still for perfection to blossom. Just a spark of happiness surrounded by vast darkness can illuminate the blackest of days. The nightingale’s time is over now and the silent air is filling with the lullaby of the perched lark bellowing its harmonious chords to bring light into the air. Sometimes the most difficult thing to do is to look at the sorrow which filled yesterday and turn away to the happiness tomorrow brings. Take previous troubles with a grain of salt, but tomorrow’s pleasures with a spoonful of sugar. Too often we are caught up in what is happening later or what has already happened to appreciate what is going on right now. Now is the moment to live for. Now is what life is all about. By living for the now, we can live more while we still can before age gets the better of us and leave us only to reflect. Now is the time to fill with memories; good, not bad. When we live in the now, we learn to love what we have as opposed to yearning for what could have been. We are meant to use this finite moment to live life to the fullest, not stressing about tomorrow. In the span of creation, we are a tenth of a second, of the last minute, in the last hour, of the last day of the year. What we fight about now is insignificant to the legacy we leave behind for future generations to look back on and think, “Man, I wish I could have lived in their time, because they really knew how to live life to the fullest.” We need to spend as much time as possible with the ones we love. Our life is miniscule in the span of time, but love is infinite.

 

“For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, that then I scorn to change my state with kings.” – Shakespeare, Sonnet XXIX

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