In order to understand, we must first learn to listen.
In order to understand, we must first learn to listen.
Understanding is a gift.
4 AM. The clock ticks inexorably towards 5 o’clock but it’s still a long way away. It is dark. It is quiet. But it is not silent. I can hear a clock ticking in the other room . . . tick tick tick. A relentless metronome. Tick tick tick. Isn’t there supposed to be a tock in there somewhere? It’s funny how we interpret what we hear.
I just heard a car, I think, it was a quiet, dull roar. Fortunately no car alarms! I can hear my refrigerator faintly humming. Not a tune I know. Silly me. I get a little punchy in the wee, wee hours of the day. Or is it still night? Technically it’s the morning but that doesn’t seem right until after dawn. But it is a quiet time.
I can hear my heart beating. Odd. It is something that has been doing the same job for more than 59 years and yet it is alien to me. My liver, my spleen. These are all important aspects of what make me but I have no relationship with them. They are the mechanics within the shell of my body. And I am no mechanic!
I am tired. But I am not sleepy. My body wants to rest but my mind insists it has something important to say. I wonder what that is. I wonder what is the meaning of life. Meaning. Mean. Such different meanings. Can you be mean to your meanings? How do we understand? Why do we not understand? We are not so different from each other and yet we insist that we are. Why? Why do we hate what we do not understand? When? When did we come to believe that it was okay to hate? Is that the meaning of life?
Understanding. Perhaps when we understand each other we will realize that only when we are acting as one can we become one. One species, one race, one people. Too few people have tried. We are raised to be individuals and we cannot comprehend how we can be a part of something bigger when we come together as a whole. We do not give up our individuality by joining a group we simply enhance the group.
I feel I’m in ranting but I also feel that it is important. I am important. You are important. But even better than all of that: WE ARE IMPORTANT!
A lonely child by the window sat,
And watched the rain fall down.
Rivulets formed on the glassy panes.
The drops a diamond crown.
A mother tried to soothe her child,
And told a story from long ago
About an angel lost in heaven
Who had no where to go.
Hid amongst the clouds so high
She feared the face of God
But He knew and He is kind
He cleared her celestial fog
“Fear not child, my love is true”
Came a gentle voice
”I’ll always be beside you
If that would be your choice.”
The frightened angel dried her tears,
And took the outstretched hand.
“Forgive me please my dearest Lord,
I did not understand.”
But still sometimes the tears do fall.
It’s a difficult path to keep.
Fear and sorrow overcome,
And then the angels weep.
So next you see a peaceful rain
Remember well this tale
Never fear the face of God
He will not let you fail
I have taken a dip
In the pool of yesterdays
They ripple and collide
With my dreams of yore
I am swimming
In the lake of yesterday
Where tears and laughter
Reside side by side
Faces and names
Of people long gone
I am treading water
In the sea of yesterday
Where all my tomorrows
Waited to be known
Soon to join
The tides of the past
I am seeking shelter
in the oceans of my memories
there is comfort in the past
and understanding perhaps
as I wander through
the rivers of yesterday
This was inspired by Edward Roads at http://mytwosentences.com/
You should check him out. Quite inspiring!
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