Accusations

Have you ever heard of the moonlight being accused by the moon for making it beautiful?

Have you ever heard of the mother being accused by her child for her abundant love?

Have you ever heard of the river complaining that it is tired of flowing?

Have you ever heard of the sky complaining that the rainbow makes it breathtaking?

Have you ever heard of the nightingale complain that it's voice makes it's singing melodious?

Have you ever heard of Truth complain that honesty makes it endurable?

Have you heard of beauty complain that grace makes it desirable?

Have you heard laughter complain that innocence makes it so happy and complete?

Have you heard love complain that purity makes it so elusive and wanted?


Who do you complain to if these accusations come true? We live in the belief that we have someone to address all our problems when we get stuck in a mess? But, have you thought of what you would do when there is nothing to go to complain because everything that was synonymous decided to not be that way? Just because - with no rhyme or reason, your heart decided to stop beating, and your breath decided to stop because it was tired?

Who would you complain to if your silence was interpreted for wrong doing? Your nobility, your grace, and your patience were taken for helplessness? Your love, persistence and dignity were taken for granted?

Who would you go to?

Just when you think that truth prevails, you find out all over again that it eludes - what is one supposed to do?

Vapour, Ether, Fake, Unreal, Evasive, Elusive - Is that Life?

True, Strong, Honest, Pure, Selfless - Is that Life?

Which one would you pick?

Take the time to pick - and listen to this song:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=lXFidaPeGqQ

Live and let live - with dignity!