The night draws closer too fast. I see the darkness as waste and I see it as a way to cool me. It's of worry to me and I don’t know how to use it. The waste of it is when the weather becomes very cool and I run around looking for comfort. Comfort not as in cloth or anything but comfort that comes from the warm blood of my lost rib. The night could have been a blessing yet it’s a nightmare that keeps me awake all night to run out during the day. I need it.
Through the radiating beauty of his spouse, he gets energy. The fulfillment and the joy that pushes him to work are what is commended. His hope lies in her because his future is in her womb. Her womb is a result of the heirs she will give her. That’s the hope of the future he has no knowledge about, yet he is hopeful because she is by his side. I am not a wood too. I need that smile too.
There is a feeling I have never felt. They describe t and I just have to hear it. Its words are just not comprehendible. Yet they say it’s a feeling blessed for the married. They talk little about it after marriage yet they glow more than when they weren’t married. Their smiles are wider than before and all they say is from the goodness of their spouses. How great is this feeling and when will I get to have a taste of it? When will that be?
Is it their names that give them the chance? What’s the trick that I can't find one on the way? I don’t know if they had been on a journey so far like mine but I sometimes feel I have to stop walking towards it. I have heard stories about that land in Ethiopia where they find beautiful and great brides. Maybe that’s why I would find my hope and that rib I lost. I have to plan for that journey.
My walks won't be in vain. I will get to the end of the road we talk about the light at the end of the tunnel. But with this journey, I only see that I will get my rib at the end of the road. I only hope this road ends. If not, I know I will keep going. My hope for love is what keeps me going. Love is my fuel that keeps me going but hope is what keeps me moving. I will find her.
