The journey of life

All of us journey through the passage of time. We are voyagers in the midst of a myriad of days that are all so similar to each other. In the course of our lives, we build as much as we can build, get as much as we can get, and go as far as we can go. Over the glaring lights of our cities, the stars seem so far away and yet, we want to capture them for ourselves.

The question I wanna ask is - is it all worth it? Empires fall, buildings tumble and the stars continue to shine in the night sky. In defending these things, we bleed to conquer. But, ultimately we are all conquered by the hand of time. Trees will lose their leaves, summers will lose their warmth. We all die and pass on.

We are so preoccupied with time, often only seeing and hearing what can be seen and heard. But seldom do we stop, and take time to see and hear the spaces between all that we think we know and experience. We are too busy attaching ourselves to the demands of the society, to the materialistic concerns; buying and selling from dawn to dusk. We spend too much time criticizing, finding faults in ourselves and others, allowing ourselves to hate, to kill, to die. We count the hours, minutes, seconds. We so infrequently take time to breath, to love and try to understand what this life is all about.

But I think there is much more to this journey of life. We don't know much about what we cannot see. But if we let go of frivolous distractions of life and explore the silence, we would find a greater sense of peace, happiness and love. These greater forms of joy in life cannot be built out of steel or concrete and so cannot be destroyed as these lie beyond the limitations of what is destructible.

I guess it must all mean something and that we are more than just physical beings. Perhaps with this knowledge, the material world will be less of a distraction. Perhaps we will become less consumed by all that which does not matter. Perhaps over the glare of city lights, the stars won't seem so far away.