6/13/09

Joy

To someone in particular, but to everyone in general.

Have you ever heard a fog horn? It's wonderful deep tones booming forth, guiding ships home through the darkness? Every half minute it rolls forth in mellow declaration of safety, the tones vibrating softly in the air. Nearby, the waves roll steadily inland their thunder of movement filling the ear with a comfortable backdrop to the lilting music of the birds. Where the water comes in contact with stolid rock, it roars upwards with boom and a flash of white that surprises the senses. The silence brought by the concussion of tide is filled with the hiss of water returning to it's course.



It's honest, the sea. It makes you face things honestly. . . It speaks to you of things that you wish could be, and it speaks of who you are, pointing out your flaws, but through all things is fair. Not letting us stumble under the weight of it's words. One can ignore it's words as merely the natural sounds of a vigorous habitat, but one always hears whether one wishes it or not. Those of deep inclinations become enthralled by it, becoming devoted to it. They love it as few masters are loved, and they fear it's power. For she is a cruel mistress. (I thought of adding something witty here about the wedding, but I held my tongue.)

But what is the sound of a calling gull? And what is the roll of the wave? Beauty is as beauty does, they say. For what are these without someone to share them with? For beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and solitude is poor company. A mind without friendship is crippled, a house with foundation removed.

Joy is a balance of worlds, a combination of love, beauty, and peace. Rarely do men find it , and then, they don't know why. So in the end my master is not waves, salt, and sea. My Master is instead the God who placed me here. Who told me without a doubt that my place was to be with friends. To watch them and to help them the very best I can.

For the Joy that people search for, is more than just the land. But rather the words:

"I am, and always shall be, your friend."



5 comments:

  1. I just thought I would tell you about this sweet not so new thing. SPELL CHECK! I love it you should try it some time, Mr. I can spell any thing.

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  2. @ Stephen Korsholm - Wow. Thanks for your valued input Stephen. I will treasure this comment forever.

    Loser.

    And since when have I claimed to be 'Mr I-can-spell-anything'?

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  3. Technically Stephen is right. The sad thing is that even after his comment, you haven't found those 2 really obvious misspellings. =)

    That first paragraph really paints a serene picture by the way. Beautiful.

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  4. All right. Fine. You are both correct, there were errors in my spelling. I have corrected both of them, just to please you both.

    Cause to be perfectly honest, I really didn't care if there were spelling errors in this post.

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  5. Oh what was that? Did you just admit to being wrong? Did you just say that WE are correct? Ahhhh...music to my ears. =P

    Not bad for a loser and his sister eh?

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