“Well, yes I did” But did you really, though? Did you, instead of swiftly devouring it like the monster you are, allow it to melt on your tongue, having it soak in the flavours as it explodes and have its sweetness dance to music played in your mind?
Did you slow down to savour the promise of heaven’s eternal bliss? Did you stop to be still and live in the moment? Did you make it last a little longer, so as to make it worth as long as it should last?
Yet, alas, it lasts no longer. And when all is said and done, what’s left of it– emptiness in the cup, and the remnants we so desperately try to scrape and taste to remember what it felt like, and to clean up the cup as much as possible.
Maybe this is why we enjoy temporal things; though they pass away, what they offer in the moment gives us a glimpse of what eternity may hold.
Altar of false reassurance, symbolizing return, of the hat bearer “Home is where you hang your hat.” How many of you have the hat bearer hung on temporary walls? During intermittent crawls from house to home
Blast the music as your heart bumps a beat Paint the picture as art freely flows from thee Hit the bag as your force transfers energy Run the mile as wind wakens your pair of wings Write the thoughts as your cluttered cloud turns into speech Pray the prayers as you go through victories and defeat Take the breathers as you exchange your breath for air unseen Seek the peace as your pain may taunt you temporarily Live the moment as if your eyes were taking their final blink Live as if doing what makes you happy