Love never fails
8 August 2007 by jaksoul
When she was child, sometimes she would go missing, her mother used to find her playing with boys in the sand and drag her home screaming.
It’s the responsibility of a child to challenge the boundaries imposed on their world by their parents, to find the defining lines that mark out where love begins and where it ends, the role of the parents to drag us from our wants and desires, back home, to the reality of right and wrong, action and consequence, life and death.
The autumn sun illuminates the trees, the golden leaves shining like a city on a hill. A promise for tomorrow and reminder of the quiet that awaits my return. It’s cold, yet bright- I can see all the world laid out before me.
Even in decay-all things remain beautiful in your light.