Mockingbird

Living life, though time is like cash. Very much like it. Given a total of 24 a day. Only 24. Everything has to be used. Like it or not.

Times come and go. Though I am unaware of things that change. Those things that change slowly. Not evolving. Changing. It's times. Good times like these: the point of utter exhaustion.

A mockingbird comes.
A reminder.

Though you, my reader, may have no idea of what I might be talking about. Doesn't matter. Read on.

The song. though simple, bears an impact. A shuddering one. One that breaks the nervous silence. One full of thought. Of love and full of Joy.

I move. I think. I stop. Everything slows to a halt.

I listen.

It sings again. Louder. Smoother. Nothing mechanical can compare to it.

My mind slows. Worries fade. I listen. A song of worship. Echoing my still silent room.

And the bird, flutters away. Its' song still fresh in my mind.

I lean back, my chair creaks. A grin on my face. Inspired once again.

Hmmmmm

I need to update!

bleh =P