You hear a faint cry of someone in the distance.
It gains the right to your curiosity.
Slowly it draws you in and you become closer and closer.
You then see a faint object that is not quite clear to you.
As you move closer the object becomes clearer to you .
Although you still aren't quite sure what it is,
your curiosity draws you nearer.
This object is so close now,
but you still can't make out what it is.
There are so many possibilities.
You wish that you could focus it,
you wish that you could have the courage to do the things that he does,
the things he does astounds you.
It overwhelms you with fear,
frear that maybe you will never be able to do the things he does.
His accomplishments are again only better than yours.
A light appears and draws you nearer and you again give up your curiosity.
Closer and closer your moving,
as if it were your destiny.
As if it were your future before your very eyes.
Again your curiosity gives in and you keep moving,
towards this man and the light that surrounds him.
He leads you on showing you that every sin you have ever comitted has been forgiven.
That he doesn't care what you've done.
Yet you feel alone.
You keep moving and you see your life in good times and bad.
Yet he was always there with you.
Still you are not able to make out a face .
Only now you see the outline of a body and the hair on his very face and head.
Yet you feel alone.
He speaks to you telling you that he will never leave your side.
And that he is always there.
Yet you feel alone.
What can fill your life?
Again you hear a faint cry in the distance.
Calling out for someone.
Now you realize what the cry was.
A call, longing for someone to fill the hole that's in their life.
It was my heart longing for him to fill this empty space.
Always Philosophic