My birthday
Monday, October 03, 2011
Thanks to the Lord, to my parents and to Driek
For this special day I was hoping to be on a remote island with nobody to be seen and the calm tranquility of a blue sea. I was blessed to have my dream fulfilled.
On a very small island near Rhodos, I prayerfully swam in the crystal clear water, kissing and gently caressing the sea. The silence, the immense space and the wonderful colors of nature around helped me to release the deep sadness and longing to have already walked on this earth for such along time. Meditating on living and dying, as each birthday marks a step closer to sister death. So I want to be able to welcome it and prepare for it and not going along in denial and pretending it doesn't happen to me.
It almost happened to me, so I have no illusion about the mortality of this life.
At times I do feel like hundred years old, and life seems so heavy just like the rocks of the mountains, but mostly I go around with an inner sense of youthfulness that never dies. Deep inside, I hold the secret of a second life, a second chance that no many can claim to have. The time stood still the evening of the 8th of January 1984, when I was 22 years old. Something of me died that day, and something else in me awakened for the first time and was born out of fire. Indeed I feel more like 28 years old, and who cares about wrinkles, they show the love and pain I had in life.
God blessed each and every day of my life and those who cared for me and love me.
I can only thank Him, each day.
Labels: 8 January 84, death, poetry
posted by Milena at 6:51 AM
1 Comments:
Your words are incredible. Your beauty has been such an inspiration. Continue your journey and keep sharing.
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