The sense of mine to grow old seems to be swallowing up all my sense of the real world. I can sense that the heaviness of age is gradually weighing me down with its immensity. The feeling of being separated from the close and beloved ones enmeshed my heart with full of agony. As the age is taking me through different phrases of life, I just simply fall in love with life more and more. The rapture and joy that I experience everyday through the beauty of nature takes me to the world of heaven where everything appears so glittering.
With the arrival of every dawn the sun looks anew to me, the redness of it seems to be the brightest. The contemplation that with time I shall parish from the heart of the world often begets turmoil in my mind. The agony of departing the world and being deprived of witnessing the beauty of nature imbues my mind with fear and an unknown heaviness. I don’t know if I shall ever be able to overpower that fear but my love for nature and everything around never relinquish. The beauty that I have seen in hill took my mind on the top of the mountain although I have never ascended it in reality. The fierce tides of sea have invariably blown my mind to the shore of heaven where everything is colorful around.
I may parish one day from the Earth as age overshadows the charm of mine with the appearing of every new year in the calendar but my emotion that grew revolving the beauty of the world may prevail forever. The joy that I cherish while, listing to the sweet songs of birds blossoms the daffodils in my heart. From the breaking of dawn and setting off the dusk I savor all the movements and happenings that take place all around. My love and passion for life shall never die, shall never die.
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