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meditation

“Forgive me,” she whispered, gazing up at the stars. She expected no answer and got none.

“I have done as commanded,” she went on, her voice soft. “I have obeyed my destiny and accepted my fate with a whole heart. I have not questioned what has been expected of me. I have acquiesced to my path. But now I must know that all of this has purpose and meaning. I look back and see how my blind faith has wrought misery and despair. Regret embraces me as sure as my faith once did. How do I look foward again and shed this chaos inside?”

The stars had no answer for her. She closed her eyes and bowed her head, willing the thoughts from her head. She kept her body as still as the unmoving air, trying to let go.

“I know this is a test,” she said. “And I fear that I will fail. How do I go on?”

A cool breeze touched her, fluttering against her face. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She tipped her chin up, her eyes once more up at the stars.

“How do I go on?” She asked once more.

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