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May 8, 2000

hurtling helplessly

it's that time of year around here when the trees are finally covered with green leaves. the air is perfect, the mountains are green, and everything smells new and alive. the time is fleeting, because soon the sun and heat will turn everything dry and brown.

the environment outside seems to make me even more acutely aware of the whole cycle of life. in the last few months, it seems that i have been surrounded with beginnings and endings. i stand by myself, watching brilliant starts, dismal finishes, and everything in between. which is where i find myself - somewhere in the middle. hurtling helplessly from some random beginning to some inevitable end at some unknown time. the only thing to hold onto are brief moments of existence.

it seems that it's possible to be nothing and mean nothing yet still find something wondrous in it all.

08 May 12:00 | Link | Category: From the Old Site