I close my eyes, only for a moment and the moment's gone.
All my dreams pass before my eyes in curiosity.
Dust in the wind.All they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song.
Just a drop of water in an endless sea.
All we do crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see.
Dust in the wind.
All we are is dust in the wind.
Kansas - Dust in the Wind
After working out last night, Pebbles and I spent a few quality hours together watching television, playing Connect Four, and chatting about random things that caught our fancy. After a while, I went to the computer and started looking up old songs from the 80's and 90's on Launch. I found this one song entitled "Dust in the Wind" by a group called Kansas. Now, this song is a ballad of sorts, but something in the words reminds me a lot of my own life. I can relate to Dr. D. when he did his post entitled Too Many Missing... and this song does an exceptionally good job of expressing my feelings on the subject.
Life is just a finite set of epochs that fade before us like dust in the wind and I've learned a long time ago that the good times never really last forever and those that we love will not always be there to share in our happiness, so we must live for the moment and treasure those we care about, while we can. After all, as the song says, "nothing lasts forever but the earth and the sky". This Christmas, I'm going home to a dark, empty house...a house that once held many beautiful memories and days and nights of sheer bliss. The laughter has long since faded from the walls of this old house, those that once lived their have either moved on to the afterlife or have scattered themselves to the four corners of the world. Her paint has long ago faded and the once well-groomed garden now sits barren and unloved.
When did the good times disappear? when did I lose touch with those whom I loved most passionately? Perhaps it was another lifetime, another epoch, or perhaps we are just different people now than we were then. So, now I go back to the shell of what used to be my sanctuary, to spend my first Christmas with my father and his family. Will I be welcomed with open arms? or will I simply be shunned like I was in another time? Will my siblings recognize me and love me as their own? or will they see me as a distant stranger whom they must call "brother" for sake of courtesy? These things I do not know, but can only hope and pray for the best this Christmas.
To all of you out there, remember that the ones closest to you will not be there forever and the good times will pass by in the blink of an eye, so make sure that when you love, you love with all your heart and never hold anything back...for you may one day regret telling that person who's right next to you how much you love them and they will have faded like dust in the wind...
Dedicado a la memoria de mis abuelos que pasaron a mejor vida
{nuff said}
All my dreams pass before my eyes in curiosity.
Dust in the wind.All they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song.
Just a drop of water in an endless sea.
All we do crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see.
Dust in the wind.
All we are is dust in the wind.
Kansas - Dust in the Wind
After working out last night, Pebbles and I spent a few quality hours together watching television, playing Connect Four, and chatting about random things that caught our fancy. After a while, I went to the computer and started looking up old songs from the 80's and 90's on Launch. I found this one song entitled "Dust in the Wind" by a group called Kansas. Now, this song is a ballad of sorts, but something in the words reminds me a lot of my own life. I can relate to Dr. D. when he did his post entitled Too Many Missing... and this song does an exceptionally good job of expressing my feelings on the subject.
Life is just a finite set of epochs that fade before us like dust in the wind and I've learned a long time ago that the good times never really last forever and those that we love will not always be there to share in our happiness, so we must live for the moment and treasure those we care about, while we can. After all, as the song says, "nothing lasts forever but the earth and the sky". This Christmas, I'm going home to a dark, empty house...a house that once held many beautiful memories and days and nights of sheer bliss. The laughter has long since faded from the walls of this old house, those that once lived their have either moved on to the afterlife or have scattered themselves to the four corners of the world. Her paint has long ago faded and the once well-groomed garden now sits barren and unloved.
When did the good times disappear? when did I lose touch with those whom I loved most passionately? Perhaps it was another lifetime, another epoch, or perhaps we are just different people now than we were then. So, now I go back to the shell of what used to be my sanctuary, to spend my first Christmas with my father and his family. Will I be welcomed with open arms? or will I simply be shunned like I was in another time? Will my siblings recognize me and love me as their own? or will they see me as a distant stranger whom they must call "brother" for sake of courtesy? These things I do not know, but can only hope and pray for the best this Christmas.
To all of you out there, remember that the ones closest to you will not be there forever and the good times will pass by in the blink of an eye, so make sure that when you love, you love with all your heart and never hold anything back...for you may one day regret telling that person who's right next to you how much you love them and they will have faded like dust in the wind...
{nuff said}
Comments
I hear you rude bwoy. But, remember, you going come from up so to wag your tail and 'ting inna de house, mek noise, spread good cheer and make good times. Come with a positive attitude that you going mek the best of it (just think how much bread you a fork out pon de airline ticket iyah! ;-) )
You going link up plenty of you peeps and new peeps as well, the local blogging crew...so fret not, de dawg going well happy...fleas, ticks and all! :-) Dr. D.
There is a saying-
"Do what you love, live as if this is all there is. Life's journey is the destination ...so dance like no one's watching, work like you don't need the money, and love like you've never been hurt before.."
AD I hear you. The memories we have are there because we had great times. Let's make today the great memories of tomorrow.
I don't know about you all but I would like to think that when we look back two years from now on today we have things that are worthwhile remembering and not look back and regret that we didn't make the most of the time because we sat down and kept looking at times that we can never reclaim. Live the Jamaican flag guys. Hardships, there are (sadness and pain) but the grass is green (there is life and hope) and the sun shines (a brand new day).
Have a great day.
Have a great time.
Ciya
Vaya con Dios, Doggy (an' tek nuff picture).
You owe me big time for dis! and your pennance will be heavy - a round of drinks for the crew at Quad!
You and I know what it like when life changes - and there is so much uncertainty around. Sometimes life sucks... (but if it was not so, then you would not be able to recognize happy when you see it!)
Princess P
May she rest in peace.