So I walk I walk this field and it start to rain it starts to pour and all I know is that its been raining in me for long now I have been pouring out the water filled in me through the tears I have cried I have been through the most turmoil of times it hasn’t been of my most comfort it has been of my detriment yet I carry on I master the strength to wake up even in the most normal of mornings and sojourn through my existence so as to fill the quietness with schedules and deadlines I fill the silence with clutter and all the while it’s the hours I am escaping it’s the moments that have me captive it’s the times of my existence I try to run away from I have been working and toiling trying to bring sense and a logic to the minutes spent on the place I have been given to live I feel like I’m unraveling like I am insidiously outgrowing the time of existing that I have in my life before the expiry date I have not that which I want and everything feels so wrong it’s the moments it’s the years its times it’s the hours between me and who I wake up as it is death yet I need to choose life yet to my dismay I have not known what exactly is that I cannot find myself in stillness and content I search I search and all I find is the stillness of my puzzlement and the reckoning of my events to come I have with me only the time only the hours only the minutes only the seconds to find myself before I loose that which keeps me on earth….life.
Inspired by the life of Virginia Woolf…. coming out from the movie…The hours
Its death yet I choose life I do not what that means right now yet I say it I speak it “I choose life” and in so doing so I feel my whole space with life…Creator spoke the earth into being therefore I speak and continue saying life until it takes its abide in me….
My say to those who are feeling similar.
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