Sunday, April 8, 2007

To Fret

Throw a pebble into a pool. Cliche, i know. To disturb such calm, to picture such a scene.

Do it anyway.

Watch as the waters fret. A ripple here, half a wave there.

What if the pool were not fretting? What if the pebble made no ripple as it were enveloped by the water?

The Physical Laws of Nature deny such an occurance. There must be a transfer of energy, something's got to give!

Yet imagine it were so. For in the deep and dark recesses of the mind, such a pool exists.

A calm person can absorb life's pebbles, occasionally a few boulders. The water of the mind, however, is turbulent. Eddies form and unform, mist sprays up and up and up. It takes a disposition few can reach, to tame these wild waves; to calm a wild sea.

I know of few who have felt such calm. I know of few times we have absorbed boulders.

So do not fret, my turbulent friend. Revel in your ferocity. And when the day comes, be at peace.

1 comment:

makemearedcape said...

Lovely post Saricella :-).
I used to be extremely calm.
But I traded in something, and got something that wanted, but didn't want at the same time. I'm still working on reversing that deal.
<3makemearedcape