The beauty of this moment will not out shine
The shadow of tomorrows.
The dandielions swaying lightly in the wind, singing to me, saying words not known to the human ear, and still understood somewhere in the humans mind. Only when you are alone it seems can you truly find beauty. Raw, natural, beauty. Only when there are no other opinions can you actually find meaning. True meaning, not the soft whispers we so often hear pounding in our easily swayed minds of what is correct and what is not. But the raw truth that many don't want to come to terms with. Something that everyone knows. Though no one speaks of. You hear whispers of it, soft, and subtle , very easy to tune out with all the shouts and screams engulfing us, but see in the silence, with no one around, there is a truth that you cannot escape. The beauty of this world, and the nagging feeling in the most secret part of our being do we find the feeling of dissapointment. Not with the world, but with ourselves. When we are thrown into the truth we find that excuses dont matter, and that
what we are really meant for is so much more then what we are. That we could have been so much greater then what we have become. We are like birds, that never learned to fly. We instead idolize those who are able to fill this hole with temporary wants. Things of the flesh. Not of the spirit. We instead run around in circles hoping to find fufillment yet alone, in the silence we cannot hide our true feelings, our true longins and needs. We cannot hide our wings.