SECRETS OF THE ORIGIN

	
	In this bitter cold world we look at one another before we embrace in fear that 
we might not see one's face anymore.  Our soul's still inside, and so we recognize the 
heartbeat of one's stillness around us all.  The black emptiness we see of the dead is
 just a disguise for one's true fate.

	Thus, we blame and blame but we should not complain about the others around 
us passing by.  For, they have lived their lives to the fullest and though never spoken
 left  words, questions, messages, thoughts, and ideas behind.

	We learn as time passes by that that life has a new meaning and words have 
hidden messages.  We begin to read between the lines and smell the fresh, new air; in 
fear that this will be our last day in this heavenly place.  But you will see after the 
world keeps on spinning and you've passed by, that you've actually passed this test of 
time.  And you've survived the Fates and carried on in disguise of a new life, while the
 world keeps on spinning like you're a minuscule traveler of time.  One second 
represents you and your mark on this world is neither big nor small; just a mark that 
says you've survived and that satisfies us all.

	For your soul is still there all around, we cannot see it but we are blind. For 
how can one see one's soul if they have rarely seen what you've seen, and listened to 
the wise old trees that appear to stand still as time passes by?  To us the trees might 
look still, but we do not know the trembles of emotion they feel, until we've really gone 
out and listened to the wise old trees.  Thus, we do not know the true meaning of life.

	So this my friends is something we will have to find out for ourselves for I can 
talk no more and no less.  And so let's leave it there, behind us, in the deep 
subconscious roots of our souls and minds. 

copyright Anita