In Line

Bright lights, noise, life, living is cold and sometimes unsettling becoming a disappointing annoyance, when and where time seems to stand still and all motion, activities, purpose ceases. For some, the sounds are enthusiasm that life continues to thrive looking elsewhere for a new goal, a point and purpose; Others seek some driving force, an incentive or a push to hold them steady in place, patient, waiting. For a moment, all appears the same, stagnant, unchanged, ungrowing, eating away within, slowly decaying the minhtes, bored, dying without challenge as everything around is stationary, unmoved. But there is a hidden force in being alive and well, beyond mere survival in a giving and a taking in getting through the need, the time, the very act of living. Take your number now, be patient, understanding, kind and wait your turn in line.