March 20, 2003

Life Goes on The Way it Does

Why do the birds go on singing Why do the stars glow above Don't they know it's the end of the world It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Skeeter Davis didn't have the 'recent unpleasantness' in mind with these lyrics, but they have always spoken to me of moments of great loss and the utterly private bereavement that is so bewildering because it is not reflected in things outside us. It seems the world should pause for a moment of silent sorrow because of the emptiness and loss inside.

But the sun will come up, rain will fall in the same way, green grass will appear down along the branch with the warmer days, and birds will sing and build nests. As if they do not know it is the end of a world I used to live in. Meaning and consequence are two uniquely human understandings, both a blessing and a curse, and they lead to moments of profound separation between our private lives and nature outside us. There is no moratorium on the patterns of life beyond and above the affairs of men. The stars still shine tonight and so too should light continue in our small lives here, even in a time of overwhelming darkness.

Posted by fred1st at March 20, 2003 05:42 AM | TrackBack

So true. Thank God for the "simple" things that go on, with or without us. I had thoughts a bit like yours, during a visit to another horse farm on Tuesday, as I stood petting a miniature horse named Scottie. So little! So goofy-looking! So serene and beautiful, too. And then the little booger tried to bite me! O, sweet Life!

Posted by: peggy at March 20, 2003 09:48 AM

A beautiful reminder to find ways to be grateful...Thanks, Fred, that was lovely :)

Posted by: deb at March 20, 2003 10:52 AM

You might want to add some St. John's Wort to your supplements. *G*

I am a fatalist...whatever is to come will...with or without mankind. We could build a Utopian world and still the machinery of the spheres will turn towards an Armaggedon-in-progress.

Our solar system has a finite timeline and one day will transmute into another thing entirely...who is to say that today isn't that day? We are but an atom in a grain of sand in the universal hourglass.

Embrace the small joys in your daily life, hug the ones you love...that is "all there is" and as good as it gets.

Posted by: feste at March 20, 2003 12:52 PM

I was thinking of that very self-same song last night.

Posted by: Alexandra at March 20, 2003 04:35 PM

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