serene waters calm my soul
Does the moon look back from the West when it appears in the East?
Will a star still reminisce the glow it emitted after it radiates its spark? How important is looking back from yesterday when your facing today?
When I look back I see scars, I see faded memories, I see withered flowers, I see decaying branches, I see corroding dikes, I see old photos hanging on a wall, I see worn-out jeans. But then, I also remember the blossoming, the peak of the radiant sun before it sets in the West, the robust greens displaying their fat veins boastfully in the meadows I once sat at, the height of the waves before they calm at dusk and the muscles that once know nothing about pain, a maximum endurance to reach the highest peak of the land. It’s like there is no limit to what one can do. But, wait a minute, am I misled that I associated ‘yesterday’ from old age? It’s not right!
I also have this notion that the past maybe the climax of everything, but now I contest, for how will I determine that crowning moment if I don’t know how far have I traveled from my life’s journey.
But, do I really have to look back? To see the path I was once traveled? To measure the distance I left behind? To be reminded that I took that first step? Why do I have to worry about the past anyway? There’s nothing I can do anymore. If I want to go back, will I be able to change it? The best thing I could do right now is to turn the pages of my history and I hope that we are on the same page.
So what’s with TODAY? TODAY I vow to devote myself into growth like a cactus living in an arid desert with no rain and a lot of sunshine, with no moisture, alienated from the green meadows yet it can produce beautiful flowers amid the adversities it endures every day.
TODAY, is the last the day I stop worrying on things that are surreal and focus on things I can touch. I will not be burdened by the fictitious stories on someone else dream even if it pierces my heart a million times because of their untruthfulness, for, my God knows who I am and it is HE whom I only owe my explanation. It is HE who created me thus, it is only HE who will judge me.
And TODAY, I will be like a Jasmine flower growing in the wild, creeping some rocks, climbing some walls just to unfurl its scent in the sky. Wild, isolated yet beauty resides in its heart.