The Relational Human Figure: Long Lost Found

“I”

I have been searching for the meaning of life.

Sometimes I failed.

Sometimes I cried.

But I never stopped searching.

 

I spent lots of time on the rooftop of my apartment, staring at different skyscrapers.

I realized how small I am.

We live in a vast universe, stardust and light particles are floating everywhere.

We are existence smaller than these.

 

I don’t know when life’s direction would change.

Sometimes I felt like I sunk into a bottle of ink,

I was dragged into a deep abyss by disappointment,

I was trapped into a grave by illness,

I lost myself in the dark forest inside my world.

 

But I still preserve hope in my hearts, kept a heart that would not stop beating.

I still make tiny efforts in the midst of great despairs.

I still feel the warmness inside of people’s heart.

Those are important meanings of my life.

People watching by Yuting Zeng

People watching by Yuting Zeng

 

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