Laying in bed the other night thinking about reading..thinking about thinking..looking out my window at what would have been the beautiful remnants of the sunset if all the houses weren't in the way.
Then again I shouldn't complain, at least I can lay in bed and have such a view, half assed or not, it's still a view.
Man o man, if this is the most of my worries, I'd say I'm pretty well off sitting in my hollow boxed house that has more smaller hollow boxes in it, just like yours. However, I didn't ask for this, I didn't ask for houses to cloud my horizon. Who thought it smart to group us ignorant humans together in a tight knit community and call them neighborhoods? What if i want to breathe? If this is the world's idea of how living should be with almost no other alternative, who said this is how I am to breathe?
Lord, let me BE one less ignorance to your company, let me have my perfect view minus the too quick to catch sunset for this horizon dances and dances only to be seen by the most careful and quickest of the eyes. At least make it last, I ask.
Amen.
