Time to move on

Another gloomy morning, but I appreciate the cool, soft breeze. It's almost like the weather took a turn for the better after the devastating crack on the sea-bed. Perhaps it takes a disaster for change, whatever the change might be. For most, we hope the change will be for the better. To put things in a parallel, the 'disasters' of my life, did propel me in different directions. I hear of many, who have given their time, money and person, to help in the aftermath of the tsunami, and I know how thankful many are to have been spared, yet guilty for not being able to help, because they were saving themselves. For these survivors, I hope that they will be able to find REASON enough to heal and plod on. There will never be an answer, good enough for them. Time is the best medicine, yet acceptance of a situation is the better therapy. When we are accepting, we stop beating ourselves up and somehow, the machinery will help us move forward. It may be just inches forward, but that's the start to committing to change. After all, there is much work to be done and every voluntary effort makes a huge difference to another's life. We may have to put our healing on hold, to help another, but that isn't so bad, is it?

moments

As the sunlight streams past the clouds, it ends right where you smile
A breath of sunshine, after a long long while
The birds have resumed their morning song
Everything is right almost where it belongs
Yet here I am, still soaking the moment, a moment that was queitly shared
Between friends, between lovers, the time they cared
When tomorrow comes, with the burst of sunshine, those moments will be gone
BUT dwell in the timelessness of our memory,
New moments, will be born
All's not lost, in the maddening rush, of lives entwined in time
At that moment, for the memory, all of it is mine