A Prescient Day
the feeling of autumn in the air this morning. It's a day out of
place and out of time. A portent of autumn and a reminder that
winter is not long past and autumn is not too far away. It has been
a hot August but one that followed an unusually cool June and July.
As I lay
awake on this mid-August morning, I listened to the wind blowing and
rustling the tired summer trees and i watched the shadows of the
leaves dance sadly on the faded green grass. I think they know that
autumn is not far off. The leaves look old and off-color. Just a few
months ago I watched the landscape grow verdant. These weary leaves
were once a brilliant and fresh spring-green. Once alive and full of
vigor they have grown haggard are look ready for sleep.
Time, like a river, moves ever forward emptying into some unseen,
unknowable, mysterious lake that exists in a primordial abyss where
everyone who has ever lived or will ever live goes. An eternal lake
devoid of time and without dimension or form. Those of us who feel
the wind or look up at the bright crystal-blue sky cannot comprehend
the vastness of that lake - we can only imagine in our own puny way
that it does await us, crouching like a lion with its mouth open
waiting for us to come to him.
Time is precious and time is true. Time is always moving toward the
same end and we will never be able to know what lurks beyond the end
of time - and when we find out - we cannot tell the ones we left
We are all ones that were left behind by others who have gone gently
or not-so-gently into that good night - into that unfathomable,
unimaginable lake that awaits us all when our journey on this long
and winding river finally ends.
Sing and rejoice as you walk out into this lovely day. Be thankful
for this time and for the wonders of life on this beautiful and
prescient autumnal morning.
Life may be drifting inevitably on that precarious river that winds
unstoppable toward that dark and fearsome lake; and that lake may
may well not be what we had hoped.
ends but love never does. Love exists beyond the dimensions of time
and space; love will never fall into the lake in the void that we
cannot see but feel getting closer as time takes its toll on us all.
Love life and live love. If we do then that lake may well swallow us
in the end - but it can never conquer us. Love conquers time and
transcends the vast yet finite boundaries of our wondrous universe.
Celebrate life. Celebrate love. Enjoy this soft and gentle preview
of autumn. It has been given to us to enjoy and to savor -
right now, right here in the middle of August.
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