To breathe in the pictures of nature’s beautiful relief and breathe out the ennui the extreme pain that’s weighing my being down…
Never imagined I would be trying to acquire some modicum of calm from such pictures. The pictures that used to add to my bucket list of dreams have now become a respite – however short-lived – from the darkness that is insisting on engulfing us. The tears of joy on seeing nature’s beauty have fast converted to tears of helplessness, indignation, abject sadness bordering on complete hopelessness…Where have we reached? What has become of us? We raised our kids to breathe in the open air, nourished their wings to fly to soar to their best versions of self….not to be caged by fear and uncertainty.
Will this cage be broken soon? No one knows. Will we remain intact till we reach the other side of this dark foreboding tunnel? No. The rest of our lives would be spent in trying to gather the shattered pieces of what we were & are and hoping to bring some semblance to who we will be… perhaps if we are lucky… Retain bits & pieces of the joy, the light, the hopes, the dreams that we were before this doom hit us.
So we carry on, for the sake of those bits & pieces… More so for our children who are fast losing hope, the twinkle in their eyes dulling each day… We carry on to hold them up, to muster enough hope from within to be able to reassure them… Reassure them that life will be breathable again…life will be lived once again.
Just hold on, hold on to one another….hold on to that sliver of sunshine that sudden gust of breeze that slow blooming of a bud, the cooing of that bird who visits us less now… hold on!