Hear You Me.

Outside we see the truth. It is the one place where beauty overtakes us. Even the ugly things are beautiful. Today while we were outside many things came to mind songs, city noise, branches, pure static and complete silence. You see, it all started with a bird. I saw this one bird and it made me think of that song Hear You Me by Jimmy Eat World. It goes, “So what would you think of me now, so lucky, so strong, so proud? I never said thank you for that, now I'll never have a chance. May angels lead you in? Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads the sleepless go. May angels lead you in?” It makes me think of all the things I never did that I wish I had. Somehow I got to thinking about chaos. I think maybe I heard a siren far away in the distance. I think about how there could be people so devastated in your own town and you wouldn’t ever know. It is terrible. How can we be so oblivious to what is going on? How can we not care? Things like that barley cross our minds half the time. Cities havoc vs. country’s calm: how does that come about. What makes the city so visibly crazy and the country appear so calm? I saw a leaf bending and broken there with the mulch and a branch forcefully being pushed downward by gravity and then I looked to my left and saw a piece of metal rusting.  That’s another thing out of our control. Time was passing and I watched as it took shape, forming with the contours of the mulch morphing with the air. Nature was shifting and bending kind of like I am for society to be accepted. Things evolve and things change out of our control whether we are ready or not. Just like cars die, so do animals, and bugs. Color and light fade as months and days go by. Its just pure static in the way it life moves, the way we move.