Live a Life with Love, Compassion and Beauty

Someone I once knew, was trying his serious best to explain to me that 'life was precious'. I had heard this numerous times before and yet on this one instance, I found myself staring at him with the words not making any sense at all. What did he mean by precious ? I could not get myself to agree with him at that moment, because all I could relate to, was that life seemed to be a sort of biological activity, nothing more than that.

It's a phase of life that was devoid of most emotions. The only ones which would come about were those of anger and frustration. Compassion was just a word.

Dark stormy clouds meant the rain was about to fall. The roads would get inundated and the though of being out in the rain wet and soaked was unthinkable

The greenest of trees were hardly noticed. The sound of the chirping birds only seemed to add to the noise.

The colours of the flowers and the butterflies, not invoking any feelings, just a bright distraction.

The baby with the laugh that would bring a smile on the parent's face, would only bring one question in mind. For how long ?

The sunrise and sunset were caused by the rotation and we would go through this the next day again. What makes people attribute more than what it really is and that is the phenomenon caused by the rotation of the earth ?

It sounds strange today that I could be devoid of looking and understanding things beyond their physical appearance and their scientific explanations. The most comical situations would hardly give a reason to laugh and a pessimistic view of things were thought to be practical.

There was no spark , no desire to do, and no tomorrow. There was just today and the wish that i could get it over with. There was no harmony, no reason nor rhythm.

The flowers of life then blossom unexpectedly and everything seems to have meaning , reasoning and possibility. The light had begun to glow again in my heart.

The rain now brings with it a sweet smell of freshness, the sound of the first few drops brings a sense of excitement and the feel of the drizzle against the face would make me close my eyes and evoke a sense of joy.

The fresh green leaves of the tree with the bright hues of the flowers, it's magical as it gets enhanced with sweet sounds of the birds. I want to be able to lie on the morning wet grass and stare into the blue sky and dream.

The sunrise brings with it the energy and the desire to make the day a memorable one. The sunset is mystifying and so hypnotising.

The sparkle in the baby's eyes is one of the most precious sights. It makes me realise that the precious and special moments is why we go on and on, no matter what.

As I now remember those words " Life is precious", it's more meaningful than ever. It's a gift and it's there for us to make, for us to get the best of. It's now full of the desire to do, to want, to share, to feel, to enjoy and it's with rhythm and reason.

After all Love, Compassion and Beauty are always there by my side.