It is a delight to watch the sparrows chirp away their melodious selves and find joy. Their gay abandon, their bliss in who they are and the act of pure living. There is so much to learn from them. As human beings, we are confided in our melancholy and one has to imbibe and inculcate from their disposition. To be alive and to be able to change our lives is an act in self. One can only help oneself and then be in a state one wants to be in!
Sparrows probably have their own existential angst yet they are able to chirp, fly away and find their happiness. In the end, what remains is not in their control, but that does not desist them from being who they are. It is time to live, live like the sparrows, fly like them and also fly solo. In their solitariness they experience life.
Time to hold life in a deference and be alive. The truth is that when one is alive then only one can witness. Those who are not there in this realm must be alive in some other realm. From this realm to the other. From this life to the next. From a gripping truth to the other. Time is on the move.
To Time, I salute and pay respect.
Sparrows probably have their own existential angst yet they are able to chirp, fly away and find their happiness. In the end, what remains is not in their control, but that does not desist them from being who they are. It is time to live, live like the sparrows, fly like them and also fly solo. In their solitariness they experience life.
Time to hold life in a deference and be alive. The truth is that when one is alive then only one can witness. Those who are not there in this realm must be alive in some other realm. From this realm to the other. From this life to the next. From a gripping truth to the other. Time is on the move.
To Time, I salute and pay respect.
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