Friday, September 10, 2010

"I threw a pebble in a brook...

I threw a pebble in a brook
And watched the ripples run away
And they never made a sound.
And the leaves that are green turned to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand."

Life is always about things ending. People leaving. Dreams dying. But...eventually, when the final finish comes...I can't wait. 


  1. I disagree, that is not what life is about. Although those things do happen in life, that is not why life exists. Sorry the super particular dissecting of your paragraph I just did...

  2. Hmmm. What about sin ending? Mortality ending? I think life can be about things ending and beginning at the same time. Although I should have put that into my post, I guess.

  3. Life is the abundance that comes after sin is demolished. Just my thought.
    No, you didn't need to, I am just being annoying by picking apart your post.

  4. Hmmm. I like that definition. What do we call the state we are in until sin is demolished, though?
    And don't say you're being annoying...I'd be annoying to myself if I didn't promote discussion and thought-provoking words based on two sentences I wrote late at night because I felt bad for neglecting my blog. :D