Monday 27 October 2008

Dreams are fragile and so is glass.

I found her sitting in a corner surrounded by small pieces of broken glass. I tried to get through to her but I simply could not pass.

Silver tears came streaming down her face. Where were the smiling eyes she always used to have and what had happened to her glowing grace?

Her jar had been broken down into pieces and had never contained anything but it was a symbol for her many childhood dreams. For she had placed each and every thought inside of it and now it was broken because she had realized that life does not turn out to be the way it seems.

All her hope was gone. She had been left there all alone. All she wanted was to give you a call but she never dared to pick up her phone.

After all she thought she had finally seen some clarity. Still something went wrong, perhaps it had been decided long time ago that she should stay and work for charity.

While her heart wanted to be somewhere else her physical body had to stay at another place. Life truly turned out to be a lot more than just a complicated maze.

How could life turn out to be so unfair after all? Being hopeful and perhaps a bit naive just led her right into another great disappointment and yet another deep fall.

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