Three letters are there. Three letters are there with there might be more than three stories. The stories have been reflecting the lives that I might not be able to cope. Those three letters with strong hearts have been surrounding me. They are destined to be surrounding me. They have made me to come to the greatest three-letters name. They are three wonderful things and eye opening things. I call them day, shy and way.
Let me start with day. The day is always shinny, happy and originally soft yet strong. Day started life miles away of home. So, she met the thought-to-be love of life and that was the sun. Happiness and smiles in the middle of the most crowded street filled the day. It felt so great to have the day and the sun side by side, so beautiful and dreamy. Laughter and cheers came along as a small star rose. A star came in the middle of day and the sun is still up there. The air got thicker, the ozone got thinner and the sun was fiery. The sun kept on giving heats more and more, blazing, blaring and torturing the day. It’s not supposed to be darn hot. Day is blushing yet unable to free from the sun. A little moon came up. So there were day, sun, star and moon. It’s not the combination. The star and the moon have risen during the day. The sun was blazing. How to save the star and the moon? The sun must go and the day has turned into night. A black-out dark night gives a great colour to the star and the moon. A sacrifice of the day has been given for the star and the moon. It’s supposed to be like that and it should be left like that. The day has found it’s truly it and that is the day is truly a night. It’s back home.
What about shy? Shy is shy. It means shy that might mean introvert, and or withdrawn. It has spoken a lot of itself. Nothing has to be said clearly. Nothing has to be expressed clearly. It’s well kept. I might know a lot of from shy. Yet, shy has made its’ mind to keep shy. Nothing has to be revealed and it strongly keeps for itself and maybe me, forever and to keep walking. Yet, it still listens; it still sits in the circle. It doesn’t run, it doesn’t curse, it doesn’t get mad and it doesn’t hate. Shy can be strong and it is indeed. It keeps walking, keeps living, keeps laughing and it keeps telling me. It is what it is and it’s truly shy.
How are you way? It’s been such a while I haven’t heard from you. You keep getting away from me. Yes, you have found yourself. You have found way. You have found a way to keep motherland alive, a way to keep the other two seeds alive. Motherland that has been torn apart and losing way, you guide her to you with your strengths. Two other seeds that have lain on the dry land, you picked them and you water them. You always find a way to yourself. Yes, you cried. Yes, you got confused and yes, you got hurt by the motherland and the seeds. Yet you have found the fence to guide you and to keep you walk straight. The quiet and loving fence that is. Yes, you have found your way and that way is you only since you are the way. Congratulations and all the best for you. No blames to the fence since it has to be like that. You’re home and I will be away for finding my home.
Oh Lord have mercy on my soul For I have walked a sinful road
So I’m gonna get down on my knees Beg forgiveness to help set me free
Lord have mercy on me please (Mercy on Me - Christina Aguilera)
To you for you all have found yourselves.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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