Drink Wine
Drink wine, it's what remains of the harvest of youth
- the season of roses and wine and drunken friends.
Be happy for this moment, this moment is your life.
lines from
The Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam
- the season of roses and wine and drunken friends.
Be happy for this moment, this moment is your life.
lines from
The Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam
Well…I don’t know who I’m writing to, but someone! What do I want to say? What should I say? And, do I need to say anything? Let’s start with life. There are few things in life that really matter. I mean, really matter. Most of life is someone else’s urgency, someone else’s drama, thrust upon us or perhaps, taken willingly but nonetheless, there it is. We reach out and take it, opened armed and wonder what happened and why we’ve made it ours.
So…what does matter? Well, I would start with love, kindness, honesty, family, friends and belief in God—things that aren’t popular anymore and even considered unneeded by much of society. Then I would say nature, animals, and the sweet things of the earth.
Have you ever watched lightning split the sky wide open arcing clear across and not felt the awesome power of earth. Have you watched mighty waves come crashing in, knocking down everything in their path but realizing even with all that power, the ocean can come no further, its boundaries are set. Have you ever wondered why and how that boundary was set?
Have you ever smelled the sweet fragrance after it’s just rained and everything smells and look so clean and new? Have you witnessed the birth of any creature? Have you ever searched the boundless blue sky of the day or the vast darkness of night and wondered at how small you felt in all that vastness and why the stars never leave their course? Did you wonder why you felt so small? Did you sense something bigger than yourself?
Have you ever noticed how nature reacts to things that happen? Nature and let anything knock it down for long before it’s up again! Tree’s split asunder and just keep growing. Flowers and grass grow right beside a busy road and in some instances, right in the path of heavy traffic. Animals are harmed and keep on with their life. We can learn from nature if we only will.
Much of life is also lived dramatically, as if upon a huge stage and our lives played out for all to witness and comment on. We get plenty of comments, but few actually witnesses what is hidden inside—the part that only we know. Yet life is lived as if each moment were a soap opera until we are so tense, the nerves stretched so taut, that we nearly explode with all the pent up emotion.
And, what about the different masks we all wear? Here’s one for this friend and the one worn for parents and the one we keep hidden, the one only we know about and all the other ones we feel society demands.
Well, your in-basket is never empty and when you go, someone else will finish it so take the time to live and breathe and feel and love and forgive for the moment may never pass your way again.
posted by Mines Broken @ Friday, February 03, 2012
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