I was feeling sorry for myself today. For no good reason. It happens to us all sometimes. I knew that I needed to go take a walk. I put it off several times before I got up from my desk and went outside.
It's a beautiful October day. One of those fall days between rains, the sun is shining, the air is cool. And I wondered if I picked a spot on the farthest hill, the one way off in the distance, if I couldn't just get to it eventually if I started walking that direction. A silly notion sure, but what a lovely adventure that would be.
I wasn't alone anymore. The killdeer danced around me. Their shrill cries at my intrusion made me smile a little to myself. They are silly birds but I can count on them to always be around when I finally take a walk. I noticed a butterfly. Half-wished that it might fly toward me and light on my hand. One of these days that wish might come true.
And I realized what a difficult time the pretty little thing was having. Its flight struggled just a few inches from the asphalt. The wind was too rough. Here and there he'd light on the pavement to get momentum up to carry on. And then I stopped still because sometimes the lesson will do that to you.
Creator, I will carry on, no matter how difficult the winds.
. oh, it's fantastic to read these words again, emily ... i don't even know why i'm carrying on ... and why i have been carrying on since 10th july, 2009 ... the days get darker ... and so does the hope that there'll be light in the future ... but still there are words ... there's you ... and i think ... maybe this is a fantastic story ... and this is the part when it frightens the audience ... but ultimately there'll be a happy ending ... maybe there's more to life than pain ... we can't really say until those last few moments before we die ... so might as well carry on and see what happens ...
Life has many lessons to teach! This is beautiful work hon!
Really captures the essence of life! Gives the reader drive to proceed in life too!
Excellent!
xx
...when the wind blows in our direction, and then stops, what shall we ever do? I think too of places that need walking to, that is what this conjurs to me. And so, now that I am back among the living, (and the writing), I am glad to read again what you have written and glad that you are still here. Taking a walk, or is it that the walking gives more than it takes, I don't know but I think this is a nice story to read. thanks
Its a lesson we could all do with learning, some times life becomes over bearing, the struggles, and then we see something like your butterfly, and its simple beauty and struggle, reminding us that we all battle with strong winds, but we should carry on, because its worth it.Beautifully written.
Same here, Emily.. I am glad i read this ...gives me a sense of peace.. not much of that around me lately.. it is makes me happy reading.. I agree, we all have those days when we feel sorry for us or just down... this is written well and has a great message..Nature is good medicine for our souls.
Beautiful thoughts such as these can only be written within the instant that they make us aware.
Within these lines you say so much about yourself by taking that walk.
Butterflies seldom light upon us...they enjoy fluttering around us, tempting us to chase them, to catch them and than release them to be free, as free as those thoughts that you have.
Great piece Sweet Emily.
Oh this was very beautiful. It is amazing the lessons we can learn from nature and the wonderful creations around us. I think that this is a very wise piece. If only we can all toss aside our difficulties and have the courage and strength to carry on. Thank you for sharing this.
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..