The Descent

The Descent January 2, 2012

How do we live in a world

where all things are true?

Yet we do. Like a pebble

tossed in the ocean, each

soul dropped into the world

floats slowly, though to us

it seems so fast, while a thou-

sand things come together, tear

apart, prey on each other, grow

from the bottom, leap for the

light, scatter from sudden dis-

turbance. All the while, the

soul drifts lower and we resist

the drift and trouble ourselves

about purpose and where we

are headed and if we’re thrown

off course. But there is nothing

more quietly beautiful than a

soul entering the sea of

existence, finding its place

below all the noise.

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