The sun sets on another day…

The crows flew from side to side, dashing the darkness upon the color. As the sun set the sky was full of feathers and caws, but I may never know to what cause.

It was funny today as I worked on the end of the road, cutting grass, pulling weeds, and trying to make it all a little better, I watched cars fly by on the main road and smiled as I heard blips and bleeps of what was going on. The over the top radio blaring, the child crying, the pseudo fight and much more happened as I spelled of peppermint and spearmint from the wild patches growing in the edge.

Ever think of how people only see part of what is going on and fill in their own blanks? As I heard the car go by with music blaring, how would I know why? Perhaps he could not hear without it completely up, or perhaps she was signing at the top of her lungs. The child crying could have been the crying giggle that so many parents love to hear. A true cry of laughter and not sadness, or a mishap in the diaper. It proceeds. How can we know without seeing more than a blip. How can we assume without hearing more than a moment.

The answer is, “We can’t”. Unless we are with someone all the time, talking all the time, we cannot truly know much of anything. The magnificent couple in the restaurant could be the miserable couple at home. The sad man at the park, could truly be a happy man with a lot on his mind. Me, covered with mud and dirt, laughing at the end of a road with a weed eater, well, who knows. The crows, well, they are just hungry again and noisy, but that too is an assumption, maybe they want a spa day?

So as the sun sets on another day, we cannot understand what we don’t know. We can’t see what we are not there for, nor can we hear past the silence. (Scary thought) Maybe it would be better if we laughed a bit, cawed a bit, and tried not to decide lives based on moments. Maybe, just maybe, we should smile and caw, and pay attention to where we are going. I like that, and maybe I won’t run into a swamp if I do so. Make yourself the best you can be, and enjoy your moments all you can, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and caw…caw…caw…


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