Welcome to my blog
Welcome to my blog,
Full of what I call my passion.
Taking photographs and writing poems,
And going for the things my heart is stashin'.
For what you see is not only a blog,
It's a view into my soul,
This is how I express feelings and desires,
And for the world to realize that I exist is only but my goal.
A World Apart
Life can be challenging at times. Getting up early in the morning, once again on the cold bike, the freezing air slapping me awake. But I get on with it, knowing that it's life.
A friend of mine recently went to India.
He told me that on his way to his accommodation, he'd been stopped. As he sat in his taxi, a woman on the street carrying her baby walked up to his window. Her wet eyes had looked him in his and mimed for him to find food for her child. The child in her arms, weak and hungry lay still, asleep. Wrecked she looked at him, and he painfully shrugged his shoulders and drove off.
That evening he called his daughter just to tell her how much he loved her.
He became the ostrich. Deserted, realizing how much he loved his friends from home.
We may be a world apart, poor on the streets of India or in the cemented cities of Europe, but either way, love is the force that keeps us alive, and holds those lives together.
For my part, not daily being put in situations where there's a risk we might loose those we love, we end up not reminding ourselves of how grateful we are for each other.
So even though the ostrich might have thought the deserts of Africa we thickly hot and that finding food no longer was a pleasure, without love, he was unhappy in a safe cage with served food. A pleasure that was served before the eyes of him, but loosing the one thing that could not be served on a plate, he recognized love.
It's healthy to follow the footsteps of the ostrich, even though we're a world apart.