金色筆記 23 : Visiting Old Relatives

That was an ordinary day in spring of Taipei, flourished with people's aspiration for a brighten future, and yet with disappointment for vapidness. An immense inextricably thought replenish my mind, after I visited my old uncle and auntie that afternoon.

 Both of them need wheelchair and care taker for daily living, 86, waiting for death's calling, as we would wait in the hospital waiting room watching the flashing light calling our numbers....; however, death may not call for them as he may call upon any of us at any moment.  They used to travel all over the world, visiting friends and paying kindness to them. But, no one should escape death, no matter how wealthy, successful, and kind.

In their house, I can hear the foot steps of death's approaching; I can smell the stagnant and rotten air;  I can touch the roughness of uncle's despondency on the couch sofa; I can see the involuntary movement of aunty's mouth, expressing her helpless. I feel the rolling of fate ; I feel our need for my inevitable surrender to the universal cycle.

Sad and Speechless.

While there is a light directing us for an immortal stage, as I suddenly recalled there is a way to obtain my immortal consciousness, I then feel the warmth and security inward....