The Running Soul

So you spend your whole life running, running from the hate, running from the ideologies, running from yourself, running from the memories, running from war, running from death, then one day you realize, death never left you, those bodies, with the buzzing flies, the melody of death, caught up to you in your nightmares. But you keep running, running from the lies, running from the politricks, running from fear, running from your shadow, but once again you realize that you are your shadow’s keeper. Realization don’t stop you so you keep running, running from commitment, running from compassion, running from intimacy, then the biggest realization ever, though being alone can be pure bliss, being alone can be, well, lonely.

Moments

The best moments in life are the longest, because they stay in your memory for a lifetime. Like night falling on the village I lived in on the island. When its cold, or when I am sad, when I am happy, or when I just need peace, memories of pictures like this always reminds me of simpler times, simpler because of youth, simpler because of culture, So as I look at this picture taken this evening by my brother, I remember, the village getting quiet, no cars on the highway, no people walking by on the gravel road, just birds and chickens and goats are stirring, the crackle of someone burning bush in their backyard, the sound of the bushes rustling in the trade winds/ I close my eyes and I realize, simpler times may just well have been the most peaceful times.