Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Bewilderment asks for the company of none, yet finds itself never riding alone. Desolate and barren is the life of the one who lives with no greater purpose than to lavish in the nectar of abundance, to live selfishly, absent of lending a hand. For in the silence there resides a tribune of reality, a vessel of enlightenment. Although torment and truth befriend both a wicked heart and the soul of a good man, both are offered grace just the same. Mayhem may sometimes rule in the darkness, but mercy shall rise with the sun upon those who beckon upon it. Stand alone and you'll be among the many; be with the many and you'll sometimes still feel alone.