Topic: my thoughts
I travel alone on a long and dusty road.
I walk the path of a wanderer, always lost and never to be found. Walking tirelessly on the hard ground.
Wandering the endless road, I encounter desolate souls that dare stand against fate. I stand, watch and listen as a witness to what they do that only few may see as great.
I sat down to let myself rest. And I notice someone closing in from behind, stumbling along the way. The clumsy man finally gave up and sat right next to me and asked "Is this the right way?" I sighed and asked back "To where?" The man seemed to stare blankly ahead. "I thought somebody was with me, I tried to see but he left me along the way." I looked around and was puzzled by the man's words. "That man disappeared???" I asked. The man then stood up. Still staring blankly, he smiled. "Sorry, I thought you've noticed. But I'm actually blind." I stood up myself and looked a bit closely. And realized what he had meant. His eyes were unmoving, always looking straight. It was a shame, he had eyes as blue as the sky. I held on to the stranger's arm and asked "I think I' going your way. Want to join me?" I could see a faint smile form on his face. With nothing else to do, I led the way.
As we exchanged stories, I realized that he was abandoned as a child. Was disowned and set aside. He was raised by a man equally frustrated with him and kicked him out as he grew older. "By the way my name's Silas. Thanks for giving me a hand. I'm actually on the way to my job." I was puzzled on what kind of job he would be in for his 'situation.' As he talked more about his sad life, i could see tears form on the corners of his eyes. Silas worked because
We were nearing the place where he worked. It was a shoe factory of some sort. Silas looked at me and said one last thing before going in. "Even if the world was unkind, even if I lost my way, I somehow found a person kind enough to help." I turned my back and began to walk away. I slowly whispered into the wind, hoping my words would get to Silas. "You might not see the world, but your heart has given you better sight than your eyes..." I finally walked away.
The wanderer shall forever roam. Acting as a witness to the struggle of life. And the small triumphs of man overcoming their bleak destinies.
