In Waiting...
The soil where all the trees and plants bore fruits and leaves had been drying up because of the scarcity of rain. It had been a year of dry wells and parched land.
The tree that bore round and juicy fruit succumbed to the dryness of the stem that held them high up in the tree. Its branches were nimble but now drained of any moisture. They also fell with just one whipped of the wind.
As the fruit lay bear on the ground for us to enjoy, the sourness gave hesitation to those who saw them. Picking them up would be useless as the fruit themselves were not edible, as in unripe to the core.
So now the fruit became wasted and what of its glory to give to the grower became futile for its inability to grow in maturity. Maybe some bugs will crawl and eat them or the worms will feasts on them after some time. For now, the value of the fruit was its vivid colour when I took the photo of them on the ground.
Love is like this. When we force ourselves to love someone for the sake of having one beside us, we become susceptible to regret. When we try so hard to get the attention of someone we like or love, we expose ourselves to rejection. When we wait as though something will happen, the infamous line of "It will come, it will come.", has an indefinite period of time.
We could pick the right moment to love but we could not make it work alone. It is senseless to show one's affection when it is not returned. Your time to be in love will come in the most unexpected way. The fruit fell because it wasn't the right condition. Be the tree and not the fruit, for in waiting there is something good that will happen.
The tree that bore round and juicy fruit succumbed to the dryness of the stem that held them high up in the tree. Its branches were nimble but now drained of any moisture. They also fell with just one whipped of the wind.
As the fruit lay bear on the ground for us to enjoy, the sourness gave hesitation to those who saw them. Picking them up would be useless as the fruit themselves were not edible, as in unripe to the core.
Love is like this. When we force ourselves to love someone for the sake of having one beside us, we become susceptible to regret. When we try so hard to get the attention of someone we like or love, we expose ourselves to rejection. When we wait as though something will happen, the infamous line of "It will come, it will come.", has an indefinite period of time.
We could pick the right moment to love but we could not make it work alone. It is senseless to show one's affection when it is not returned. Your time to be in love will come in the most unexpected way. The fruit fell because it wasn't the right condition. Be the tree and not the fruit, for in waiting there is something good that will happen.
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What a thing to read early in the morning. At the start of the article, it's like all the negative things that could happen to something or someone yet, in the end, the realization gets clearer.
I will never get tired of waiting that is most likely full of surprises and eventually that worth-waiting-for kind of love story that is in store for me.
For now, let me be the tree that is strengthening its core, bearing fruits and ready to give just like the Giving Tree.
Be the tree!
Sabi nga nila... ang pagmamahalang minadali at dinaan sa pilit, kadalasan ang ending ay mapait. Mas mainam pa rin yung pinagyabong at nahinog sa tamang panahon. Para sa bandang huli, wala kayong pagsisisihan at pareho kayong magiging masaya :)
Ayyiiieeee.... anu ba yung mga nasabi ko sa taas ahaha! #hugotpamore
Anyways, santol ba yang nasa pic sir Jo?
Hayaan mo darating din at makakahigop na ako ng sabaw. Tagal nang hindi nadampian ang labi ko ng tasang may sabaw na libre, in waiting, parang mahjong lang.
Hindi siya santol. Aktuwali, hindi yan nakakain. :(
What is time without love?
What is love without time?
Napapakanta tuloy ako
Lumilipas din
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pano naman sir Jo yung mga prutas na pinitas kahit di pa hinog?
saka napansin ko rin, bakit marami tayong single sa blogosphere?haha!
Hindi ba ikaw si Dora, ilabas na ang mapa!
Eh di kapag pinitas mo at hindi pa hinog eh di mapakla ang lasa. Try mo yung mga mangga. I picked them up before they turned yellow, wrapped them in newspaper, and waited for them to ripen. After some days, may nabulok, may nangitim pero mayroon namang nag survive. Pinilit ko kasi eh tapos hindi ko pa nabantayan. Ganyan ang pag-ibig.
Yung pagiging single ko, choice ko yan. Yung ibang bloggers, single kaya nakakablog. Kung masaya na bang ang love life, bakit ka uupo sa harap ng computer to make posts, napaisip lang. Iba na lang ng gawin.