Saturday, August 29, 2015

Insatiable Hunger

This insatiable hunger. 

Throughout my memory, as I look over the fragments that make up this life, it all adds up to one question that begs to be answered. What will nourish this unending feeling that lingers underneath, in the background? 

I understand now, looking back, that I have yet to have the opportunity to address the hunger… the longing. There were things I had to do - I had a debt to pay my brother. Somewhere along the line, I was committed to make things even. All that has happened has led me towards this end. I don't know what he ever did for me; I don’t know how far back it goes nor how long it’s been. But now, I can see on the horizon, a conclusion. My obligation is nearly finished, as perhaps his is too. And as one door closes, another begins to open... Ohh, how I have longed for this day to come. 


I cannot remember a time when I wasn’t hungry. Always a dull, overwhelming, pressing angst driving me forward, and holding me back. Now, I can see, everything I felt was true. There will come a time when this hunger will find it’s other half. Rest will find me. And perhaps a freedom I remember from a dream.