Once upon a time there was a fairytale based in truth, from lessons learned, shared with the world in sugarcoated bliss.
Once upon a time the reality of life was too harsh for minds and hearts to hear, so a story was woven like a web, around to painful an event.
Once upon a time the story spread like a childhood game of telephone, each person that repeated it making it shine a little brighter than before.
Once upon a time the lesson meant to be learned in this tale of woe was long forgotten until only those who’d lived it remembered the tale as it was.
Once upon a time the only hearts filled with pain were those that had lived the tragedies glossed over in the fairytales read to the children at night.
For reality is lived by us all, knowingly or not, and some burdens are to difficult to bear without a little sparkle woven in, and if the shimmer came from tears shed late into the night…
Who should know when mornings light fell, upon all who are seemingly happy as can be? With bright smiles and at times dark hearts, we all live in our fairytales to numb the bitter bite of pain.
Pain may come in waves over time.
But you have seen rougher waters then this and you still shine like a beacon.
You are the lighthouse on the horizon, a symbol of home and safety for the ones you love.
At times their ships have been unsteady and they have strayed from their path. But always you have guided them back.
A burning light, a solid haven planted deep in your foundation. Strong enough to withstand the waves that have passed and the ones that will come.
There is infinite beauty in your curves and stature, waiting and watching for your ships to reach your harbor.
My feet sinking into the sand.
The water lapping at my toes
The fierce waves crashing against the rocks.
The sound of children’s laughter floats all around me.
The spray of the ocean on my face.
The taste of salt on my lips.
The cool breeze whips through my hair.
The magnificent sun is starting to hide and it seems that the sky is alight with every color imaginable.
Everyone is leaving, but I stay to watch.
And as I stand there alone.
I think back to a time long forgotten.
To a time when I was a carefree child and the worries of the world had not yet hit me.
As I remembered a smiled played about my lips.
And as I watched summers end,
I realized something.
That although my carefree childhood days are over…
Life itself has only just begun.