Sitting in the middle of that field, thinking. It was dark. All alone. Nothing to do but stare at the stars. Why not? They're beautiful up there in the sky. Balls of light, completely unreachable. Just shining in the sky. Not a single care. Kinda wishing to know more about them. Maybe they could help. But again, alone. So there wasn't any help to be found. No questions to be answered.
So gaze off into the heavens. It was so peaceful. Serene really. But only on the outside. You couldn't see what was really going on. There was a battle waging right there in the middle of that quiet field, but you couldn't hear a single cry. Couldn't see the standards falling. The years of work being erased. The bleeding. It was all there happening right in that field but not a soul knew, except for the one being torn apart. Wishing an end would come to it all one way or another. But knowing that the only ends in sight were still unreachable.
What ever happened? When did everything start, and how did it get this far? Why are things this way? Why does everyone else seem to be fine? Oblivious to the problems presented. Is that really all there is to it? What happened to start the change from the serene peace and happiness to this constant contention? Nothing can be won. Only run from. Delayed until a later point. Seems like things are starting to catch up. How do you deal with all of them? Where's the way out this time?
Where's the next part of the path to trudge along. Can you really continue down it? Not looking back? Is there even an end? Or is it all a sick twisted trick to distract you from the problems behind you. What to do? Keep going, stay on that path and trust that it'll lead somewhere eventually. Or stop? Face whats there. step off and find another. Does it really even matter? Is there even another path? Can a new one be made?
Is anyone else out there? Can they guide you? Or will you just blindly follow? Do they even know where they're going? Maybe they're blind. Maybe they are the same. Looking for something.
What's the point of it all?
Kevin, very powerful. questions I wrestle as well except when I am numb. but I do look down from the stars at my feet and if I relax into the very presence of the moment, in that moment, I can see the delicate path worn by others and then I am reminded that it is ok for the corners of my mouth lift and my soul to lighten and then I can really sense the stars. I feel this tug to be present, awake and alive, that is the path I try to gently follow...
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