Monday, January 15, 2007

Wellsprings of Life

Like how poets depend on the moon, we depend on memories. To admire beauty; to have something to relish, to think about, to write about; and to evoke emotions that may not necessarily be positive, just so to fill and occupy our empty hearts.

But they are not life. They can spur you on and give you hope for a while, but you cannot draw life from them. Many a times our own wellspring of life runs out, and we start drawing life from other people. Soon these people will find that you are drawing life from them, and it tires them, so they leave or distant themselves from you.

Where to find life then, if it is not present in memories nor in other people? The Lord is the ultimate and true wellspring of life. Drink, and you shall not thirst. Only when you have life, can you give life, and not kill others around you.

Are you life-giving, or life-drawing? Are there things that you do or see or hear that kills life in you? Stop being obsessed with the moon. You'll fall into the water, and start calling yourself Lucy sooner or later.

5.moon.sky was here at 12:29 am