Wednesday Whites 86: Abandoned


Uncategorized / Wednesday, January 16th, 2013

   

#Jitensha, #Bicycle, bicicleta #Fahrrad, #Bisikleta

We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces. ( Richard Le Gallienne)

 

No matter your age, I’m certain that you have wondered how far the road ahead would you still travel. You would often look back at the road behind you, tread memory lane as frequently as possible and hope to see that happy child running towards you, its bright eyes full of dreams, of promises. It is still the same child, now only grown; perhaps a bit aged, now more knowledgeable.

Lately, it has been seeing abandonment left and right, its heart getting broken bit by bit. It wonders, “why can’t life be as simple as when I was riding my bike down that hilly path?”

Change is inevitable, that’s true. So does aging, so does dying. But why must we leave childhood with such sweet abandon and go through life forgetting that this is all temporary?

  

 

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