I am constantly searching, yet I have also sat and waited. Presented with many options, each moment I make a choice that takes me in a new direction. Yet my heart still aches and my body becomes tired and heavy.
Each morning I wake with a smile and drag the energy I need from within to climb out of bed and attempt to spark myself to life. Motivation draws wary and my heart becomes heavier still.
My passion inspires me to be energetic and positive; my surroundings chisel away at my exterior until weakened. I push forward sometimes drawn by promise I feel lighter and more alive.
Deep inside I still hear the roar, a low growl then silence. He knows I am looking, no; hunting for him. He toys with me; sometimes I feel his breath on the back of my neck to tell me he still breathes so that I don’t give up searching. He teases me with his courage and his pride, cunning and playful he roars in the distance, laughter and then silence.
Tomorrow I will awake with a new day ahead; I will again pull myself together and face another day head on. The hunt is still on.
What a brilliant post. I know what you mean/feel Shane. He's out there and you'll find him soon enough!
ReplyDeleteI have to go back to work tomorrow after a week away and I really don't know how I am going to drag my lazy ass out of bed....actually I don't know how I do it day in day out but somehow I manage...Nice post mate
ReplyDeleteone word. awesome. I mean ... awesome.
ReplyDeleteIts one of those defining moments in life really. Seeing reality in its true nakedness.
I await your final awakening.