Saturday, July 19, 2008

In my dreams...

the strange thing is that though i feel it, i don't show it often on the outside or i get in this twisted game of acting precisely on the outside how others want me to be, even if the inside detests the charade.

life is so short. we waste so much time. each day brings so much magic yet most people brush right by it, missing countless opportunities for growth, goodness, love...it doesn't make sense.

when i close my eyes i imagine there is a way to be the thing you are and not what everyone expects. i dream that the stinging disappointment of the things i didn't do to make others happy is over shadowed by all the people i did manage to inspire, uplift, love and urge to smile. my heart hopes and longs for it to be okay one day to not move so fast, to enjoy the air, sounds, tastes and song of each life step along the way.

i wake up a little more each day, hanging tightly to those things i only see when my eyes close late in the night and walk, slowly, into the sun. it is brighter than i imagined and its glow fills my soul. i am finally home.

7 comments:

gingatao said...

Beautiful. Perfect and human.

Queen of the Universe said...

many thanks...::bows to ginga::

Roxy Katt said...

Tell me about it! (I'm thinking mostly of your second paragraph here). Distraction and getting lost in petty crap is the bane of my life. One reason why I am attracted to Buddhism
(though I don't know much about it) is their emphasis on on focussing, on being in the moment ...

La Lunatique said...

If you can find a way to not worry about what everyone expects you to be, would you teach it to me?

Disturbed Stranger said...

Amazing!
Deep, very deep and sincere!
you're genuine.

gingatao said...

Hello, I miss you. Just thought I would pop in and say hellooooo,

Queen of the Universe said...

Many thanks...:) Slight detour off the road of life to fall in love. I am back now, just slightly drunk off the prospect of it all!