I’m older and it gets harder to be satisfied with how things are now. My solace is to sit outside and enjoy the sights and sounds of nature around me. This piece has gotten me to think and for that I’m so grateful you wrote this.
This is a very contemplative piece. I love it. You wrote it well, the existential questions we all either have encountered or will. It rings so much truth. I can't thank you enough for how this has touched my soul remarkably so.
Innocence cuts us off at the knees the older we get. It seems to me equal parts beautiful and (at least when it’s expressed in a question) heartbreaking. We have no answers, and it occurs to us that that young being so earnestly wanting answers, will someday be us, helpless to answer.
Very well said. I think I'm of a similar age as you and ponder these things a lot, as well.
As Joseph Conrad said, "We live, as we dream--alone."
I’m older and it gets harder to be satisfied with how things are now. My solace is to sit outside and enjoy the sights and sounds of nature around me. This piece has gotten me to think and for that I’m so grateful you wrote this.
It does get harder, doesn’t it?
This is a very contemplative piece. I love it. You wrote it well, the existential questions we all either have encountered or will. It rings so much truth. I can't thank you enough for how this has touched my soul remarkably so.
Innocence cuts us off at the knees the older we get. It seems to me equal parts beautiful and (at least when it’s expressed in a question) heartbreaking. We have no answers, and it occurs to us that that young being so earnestly wanting answers, will someday be us, helpless to answer.