Monday, September 18, 2006

The Mountain and the molehills


So is this it. That wasn't a question. Was it? While dreaming of mountains I will fail to see all the molehills that dot my path. I have a choice to make. The goal is clear. The mission has been briefed. The choices understood. I can lower my gaze from the sky and concentrate on my path or I can hold onto my fantasies and blindly stumble along the way in the hope that I'll somehow make it through unscathed. The sands are almost all gone. I have to choose before the rain comes and the choice is made for me.....run! There's the mountain, beautiful, majestic and proud. Then there's the path of molehills, very clear, very present and real. The wind is blowing now, it has been for a while, to try and force my hand. It is known that you cannot resist the wind, not for long anyway. Her campaign is unrelenting, her goal but one, her destiny forecast. She whispers caring words in your ears so you may not fight her, eventually she will have her way. she always does. listen to her, I know she loves me but she doesn't know me. If she knew me at all she would leave me to my foolish ambitions. She would leave me to wallow in this murky cesspool of indecision and blow on her merry way. But she doesn't, She is real. The path is real. The molehills are real. The mountain is but a mirage and I am but a shadow. Yet the sun does not shine. Why isn't anything simple anymore. I remember yesterday when I was flesh and blood. The pleasure of breath, the sweetness of every heartbeat. For a moment I picture my tombstone, gray, weathered and chipped. The words have darkened and I can no longer make them out. What will I do, will I truly be reborn? There's no way I can let my dream go. There's no way I can hold onto it. Yes there is but it's a painful, sacrificing, martyr choice. And the wind will not understand. Yes they are blowing from all directions now. Can I just live? Ha! If it was only that easy. This is my Ka. This is my An-tet. This is my path and I have to walk it. Yet I know he's watching.

4 comments:

Nakeel said...

Yes you can make it, yes you can overcome the wind despite their campaign to blow you away only if you stay focused on what you are reaching believe that inner part in you can reach the mountain.
Here sweetie ((Sandie))

Mutumia said...

and if the road to that mountain was easy, well lit, and paved, and the molehills smaller and the wind less seductive, your accomplishments would not be as sweet. And at the mountian top, you will be able to look down and say that you earned it in full.

Anonymous said...

though the wind may be strong and the path up the mountain unclear you have an inner strength that only you can draw from. Have faith that all is not lost. always remember T. Chapman..M

gishungwa said...

this must be the case of hte raod less travelled. i have always thought the strife makes the victory sweeter. All you have to do is believe in yourself.