For a while i felt like i was being carried away... further from my dreams... my destination.
Everything i wanted and worked for... was disappearing in front of me... like a mirage. Yet... it wasn't an illusion... i was being drawn further away.
There aren't any straight lines in life, are there?
Everyone fears growing old. I fear growing up. I fear running out of time too.
Growing old is a stupid phrase. We don't grow old. We grow better. We don't die... we depart.
I kind of don't know where i am now. Yes, everything is familiar... yet in a strange way... it's all new. Unfamiliar territory again. I look around and know that it will all disappear again. Things are about to change. Life is going to change.
A lot of people try to hurry and become the people they are "supposed" to be. I wanted to go backwards, and be who i used to be. Now, i just don't know what i am.
So many people have walked out of my life. This time... i let them. So many people have moved on, moved forward. It's time i do the same. Perhaps we shall meet again. If not in this world, then in the next i hope.
It's funny how things change as we age. Our dreams, our fears, our boundaries, the people we choose to love... and even those whom we don't. People... life... they always have a way of surprising us.
There are still a thousand storms brewing around me... but i'm calm. Because i can find shelter inside of myself. It's just that this time i need to learn to not get lost there...
The dancing bells have been put away... the candles have all melted... and the revelers have gone home.
Whether in the desert, or in the ocean, i see a caravan of dreams moving. Then i realize... it is i who is moving. Not them.
Above all... i've learned to let go. Now i understand... that you can never be carried away from your destiny. Only closer.
So enjoy the ride.
When you were born God brought you so many gifts
that you will never open them all.
Love's voice keeps saying, "Everything I have is yours"
so why do you still feel this pain?
Your soul long ago drowned in the middle of a vast sea
while you pretend to be thirsty.
Life's infinite song pours through you
yet you hold your breath to squeeze it inside.
God kisses you awake every morning
but you insist on sleeping and sleeping
Hafiz can only smile.