Give Life A Break

How Deep Is Your Ground

A puddle.

You see your reflection on it, perfectly clear.

Nothing is out of place.

You think that when you dip your hand into the clear water, it will be deep.

But when you actually do, you feel the cold unmoving ground.

Maybe it's your hand that's cold, not the water. Not the ground.

You don't get disappointed. No.

You are curious.

Why is it this way? Why isn't it deeper?

Maybe if you dig with your fingers, engraving the dirt to your nails, digging unitl you bleed ...

You won't find it. It's not enough. It's NEVER enough.

Why? Because you made it so.

Remember that cold ground you fiercely ripped through.

That was your reality.

Now the earth beneath your fingers is your imagination.

The reality that you wanted to make. That you made up.

You slowly get your hands out.

You look at the puddle.

Guess what ?

You can't see yourself anymore. It's gone.

It's all muddy.