Goodbyes…

These are hard words to say,these goodbyes,
for they only bring tears to the eyes…
They evoke a picture,lush green,a smile they bring,
And of a tomorrow unknown, no longer seen,no longer spring…
Hath but in thy hands,other words to speak, To elucidate thine sorrow, yet lesser bleak…
A future,where our hands are no longer clasped together, All alive but in memories,that we spent in fine weather…
Call it lady luck,cruel fate,or just destiny
For there must come a day,when we must part ways,
And choose our own path,to life,to harmony,
For there must come a day,when we choose what stays…
Though rivulets may flow,through eyes,unbidden
It doth remind us of some love,still hidden
We all die a little,inside us,somewhere,
These wounds never heal,but we pretend not to care…

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What is FAITH?
Its a question that often haunts me on those lonely nights when I have nothing better to do than thinking about such mundane topics that were once the reason for many great minds to disintegrate…
According to wikipedia(I have a lot of faith in Wikipedia by the way…!)Faith is the confident belief in the truth of or trustworthiness of a person,idea,or thing. But what if what we believe in is not really known to be the truth but something we wish were true?Where does that leave our faith? We believe that the truth will set us free (Veritas vos liberabit…), but then, what is the truth except for someone somewhere interpreting some event as being part of his idea of right or wrong and documenting it for the sake of the generations to follow? It is succeeding generations that will remember this message and bear the imprint in their hearts.
No wonder many great minds over the centuries have pondered over such thoughts and, well, gone crazy!
There is no particular reason for my posing such a question, but when the time comes for man to make peace with his own mind, I guess no question is a better one than this. The answer to that is not easily obtained… but then what is life if we do not pose the right questions?