Our Eternal Mother

Every day is different but the cycle of day and night remain the same. Some may say that happiness is made and not given but many are deprived of this emotion. Seas and oceans are both dominated by moving energy and thus waves are born, but stillness is never far behind. The very essence of life itself is some times masked by our selfish nature; we take but rarely give back. Regardless of our very nature life continues on even if we are gone from this earth. Some say death is a burden but it is part of life; we are born and then taken away however it may be. History repeats itself, like a broken record unable to move on to the next chorus of song. Still words are eternal however how it is done; songs, writing, hieroglyphs or even prehistoric art, they all project meaning and one of many may become part of the puzzle still to be discovered for life has many secrets yet to be shared among the souls of this earth; eternal and alight like the sun and stars held by the invisible hands of our Mother.