Book of Life

The River of Eternity (2)

[Sep. 12th, 2004|03:44 am]

I've lit up my torch seven years ago. My torch was like a small fire when you lit a match, but at least it could help me saw nearby surroundings and the real color of Black river. I was sad when saw it. To not be sad, I decided to ignore what I had seen and try to put my sight in the farther area. Far beyond the torch power, the river color was silvered and tempted. Sometimes I swam along the waves, sometimes against them. The unpredictable winds blew above the river from various directions, sometimes I was flown to new places. But no matter where I was, I was still swimming in the same river. Though I tried to ignore the light from my little torch, and set my sight in the far spot, hence a vision of black visited a corner of my eye from time to time, as if to remind me of dangers. Deeply, I felt sorrow. I could not pretend I did not see the black color because the torch had been lit, though it was just a small fire. And, I'd realized that this light will follow me as long as I was still in the Black river.


Create Date : 30 มีนาคม 2551
Last Update : 16 มิถุนายน 2553 9:57:07 น. 0 comments
Counter : 233 Pageviews.  

ชื่อ : * blog นี้ comment ได้เฉพาะสมาชิก
Comment :
  *ส่วน comment ไม่สามารถใช้ javascript และ style sheet
 

diesomeday
Location :
กรุงเทพฯ Thailand

[Profile ทั้งหมด]

ฝากข้อความหลังไมค์
Rss Feed

ผู้ติดตามบล็อก : 1 คน [?]




Live to learn & prosper
[Add diesomeday's blog to your web]