To Pray

In the moment of despair in a state of helplessness we all pray, those of religion and those of nothing... We choose to believe that prayers are our last hope. It may bring no relief it may result in no cure, but it provides a hope you once lost. I had prayed for a cure, then i had prayed for time, i prayed for relief and i had prayed of for an end to the suffering. Suddenly I'm praying for what i started with wishing away.

I can choose that either there is no one to hear those prayers, or I could believe my prayer were not answered. I can believe anything I want to anything that brings solace. The truth to the matter what we had little control on we will end up with having no control on at the end. What you can't change with action your thought will have less impact on them.

I rather pray in thanks for my life, for all the blessings, and when despair i let it be, for i believe what is written remains and we fall in our paths as we do.

the wise one says
 'there is no stronger bond than certainty'

as we stand

We may stand alone we might stand together. In the distance one, two or many aren't visible all that matters is that someone out there still stands. Life is for the living, and what once was, now lies under the sand as it holds very little value other than the ripple in the ground. Life goes on with or without your. Fighting to live isn’t the point, fighting to be significant to matter to be more than a ripple in the world is what your strive for. We might matter in our context of living. We must fight the great fight to live on. Surrender is not an option glory or death is our end. Stand and fight of the demons of defeat, hold on and live on….

the wise one says 'the glorious sea waves always crashes into speckles of sand solider'

Between the colored lines, the grey shadows emerge
In the silence of night, the forgotten truth creeps out

for a moment, we had lost count
it is as many as it ever was

yet what we lost is greater
than what we ever had

the absurdity of I

We all exist, we all aspire to be significant, some end up being magnificent. I put no claim on any notion of grandeur, I am merely me. In this over populated world, there isn't much left to discover and invent, there is so much love and hate all around. There are many families as much there are orphans,  there are opinions, belief and even science. The world exited before me and will continue after I perish. Will I matter in broad scheme of life?