Posted by
granny on Friday, March 07, 2008 4:18:50 PM
What Message?
Hurt,a pain so deep and wide there are no words,anger,beyond rage to cold unbending silence,sadness,a gulf within that is complete non-light.
It is not Creator that I blame,but man,who has taken upon himself to be better,wiser,stronger,and all knowing,that he has destroyed perfection.
There is no "Devil" beside the evil that lives in the heart of those who want,more than their share,more than what they can use,more,ever more.
Once a world was given,filled with beauty light and goodness,to the children created of a love so great human minds can not understand.
Freely it was given,a place to live,grow,raise children,dance,sing,pray,and be happy,hardships were given to make stronger and teach wisdom.
Light,and darkness,cold and warmth,good times,birth,and sadness of passing,each have a time,each have a reason,these are good things.
Food was a gift of love,to work a little for it was a lesson of love,the taking of meats was as well a gift of love,one that prayers are offered for as these are lives given.
Life,that precious gift,had once true meaning,death as well,as that was a time well earned for resting,age was an honored thing,that white head held wisdom.
The map of ones life,written on the face,was a thing of beauty,not something to bring shame,or regret,but a time of reflection and guiding.
From the beauty and awe of a newborns smile,the sunshine held in a small child's laughter,the slow warm honeyed flush of youth.
To the learned adult,must come the duty of care,to the Elder grown wise will come a time to share,hard work for every age and yet?
As I look upon my world,I wonder,what have we done to our grandchildren,what lessons will we leave,what message to the future?
granny