My Musings on Life

This is my musings on my life to date, just a little bit about how I feel each day, and it is dedicated to my family whom I adore; and to all my dearest friends here on Hub Pages who make me smile every day.

When I look deep into your eyes I can see the dawn of another new day on the horizon, and when I bend my head forward to put my nose into the curls at the back of your neck, the smell of your aftershave crashes over me like waves over the shore, and I know that I am alive.

It is strange to think how I ever coped without you. You have been there in my mind for all of my life, and as truth evades the issues and constraints are put before me, I just simply realise that you are real.

You are wisdom, and the clarity in my mind that all is not so pure, but life is a gamble that we all have to take, just like a ride on a roller coaster. Up and down the carriage goes, some dips make you scream and other carriages take you to heights that you can no longer remember, but they are there.

Your eyes are rich with precious memories of the girl that I once was, beautiful with such a zest for life; running through the fields that were filled with buttercups in my bare feet, wild with ecstasy and laughter. I had such a grip on the world, I held the destiny of my own life within my hands and was able to dispose of the futility of hurt and pain. I was a wild child filled with abandonment on one hand, a world full of wonder on the other. And yet, delicate as a flower, a beautiful tangible orchid whose petals open slowly to reveal the full blossom of a world full of life, a life that can offer pleasure and spontaneity to all who so desire it.

Life is a guilty pleasure to savour, but it has to be lived with constraints. Only the brave can run head long and meet life in the fast lane. Love is the thing we fear the most, but still, we all seek it out every day of our lives.Friendship we desire, but how many of these friends do we really appreciate for the person who they are, individual, caring and inspirational. We hold a delicate balance in our hands, the difference between love and ignorance. Pain and regrets.

I ride the crest of the waves pounding the shore when your eyes fill my heart with longing, and I realise how precious you are to me. I am frail now, but live with such splendour in my memoires that I want to pass onto you all. Run with the March hare, dance in the shadow of the daffodils and never fear the dark empty night, for I am always with you. I am the brightest star, the deepest red rose in the garden, but most of all, I am love deep within your heart.