Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Confusion, For Japan
At a loss for words, I turned to the writing of a young adult -- me. I wrote this at age 18 or 19, shortly after my mom died in March of 1985. I'd like to dedicate this to the beautiful people and country of Japan, with my tears and prayers.
I'm outside in the sun. It's so beautiful. The sun, the air. It feels so good; so good to be here. It's really confusing though - like a joke, a puzzle or something. There's so much pain to endure while a person goes through life. So many times of hopelessness, loneliness, loss, agony, disappointment, defeat. I've been through so much pain. And there's so much missing from my life right now - But I'm here sitting outside. Oh - The sun's rays - it's a high. It's such a great feeling. I'm on earth. The trees, the breeze, the birds chirping. The sun's rays beating down on my face. It's wonderful. But bad things happen now; people suffer; tragedy occurs on this earth. It's really confusing. We struggle to understand. Perhaps I should not waste my time. Perhaps I need to figure out, instead: How can I, as a single person, matter?