October 17, 2005 @ 1:57 am by sean
There is something about a cloudless night when the moon is full and shines bright enough to see the earth that erases any doubt of hope. Something beautiful that reassures one that even though there is much bad in this world, it was created good, and the good hasn’t completely gone. Something about that star filled night showing me that even in the backyard in suburban America, with this comfortable house, nice cars, and easy life, there is hope for change. That this isn’t all of life, that there is better. And there is hope. The weather may be too cold to stay out long, and my legs get tired and my bladder full, but that is life, and life is beautiful.
Standing in my back yard looking at the stars and my surroundings lit up by the unique light of the moon I saw this house and this neighborhood and this life here as beautiful for the first time.
I felt like doing a backflip off the stump in the backyard. Even if I didn’t attempt it, I had the sense I could. That I could do something greater. That my there is hope for my dreams.
Something about it makes the world perfectly imperfect.
‘God’ isn’t the right kind of word to take the place of ‘something’ grammatically, but God is what that something is.