Do we not say that time know no bounds, like an endless mill of flowing water. For that life is a delicate balance, constantly on the brink of shattering, a burden that is known forevermore. Alas, the dawning light marks a new beginning, but today weeps only sorrow.
It is true the heart can fracture, but with it infinite wisdom is gained. It is said not to fear hope or regret your despair, the memories of both bring promise of brighter days, etching a tranquil peace into the eyes.
The light is seen, but rarely kept. The dark is felt but seldom remembered; for it is a mere glimpse of our very existence. Our broken words breathe luminous spark into the world, a moment of radiance the morning star yearns for.
As today brings sorrow, yesterday lovingly sighs away the regrets. The memories, and the emptied wishes that it has borne alone and alas it finds its face, unlined by the years that have changed your fate, right inside you after all.
Tomorrow? It is not for us to know. The past indeed shines brightly on the future, but for this it has no place in stone. The advancing steps that are made surely have no determined path, for we are all adrift, floating through life’s stream.
Vitam ama (love life)