Lonely

I don't quite know why, but I find loneliness beautiful. Though I wouldn't quite use the word loneliness, maybe something more along the lines of solitude. Time away from the world, alone, but not lonely. There's a difference between being alone and being lonely, I don't think many people realise it. Sometimes I like being alone. I like having no one there but just me, the earth and God. There was once in Thailand where I went up on the roof at 3am in the morning and the sun was just rising and you just realise that this is God's hand- Not a big booming voice, not thunder and lightning, but silence, stillness; a feeling that there is something out there bigger than you could ever be, than you could ever fathom. Its like trying to think about the parameters of the galaxy and trying to pinpoint how the universe is contained. Mind-boggling, I'd say.

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