Where do old writers go?

 




Where do old, tired, and broken writers go? Seriously, do we fizzle out and vanish into the thinnest mist and disappear forever. Well, Mr. Milton was old, blind even, however, he wrote one of the best two-part series in the history of poetry; Paradise Lost and Paradise Regained.

My dearly departed brother once told me to become a writer. Why? You will be immortalized. Just like Papa. I shrugged my shoulders and heaved a sigh of relief and resignation. It will not be easy but it will be worth it.

Myriad thoughts and ideas rushed through my mind like blood through the synapses and veins forming neurons in the brain matter. How do I write? Where do I begin? Just like eating peanuts, echoed in my memory. He reminded me. Yes, feel the words. And, write them.

When you become old, you become more real. More genuine. Authentic. You enjoy life. You become more relaxed. Like fine wine, it does get better with age. You know your priorities.

It is not, most definitely, resting on your laurels. In fact, the writer’s core is intact. The focus is eagle-eyed. It is clear. There is cadence. Put simply, it is even poetic.

Rhymes and rhythms are flowing serendipitously like the bodies of water. From the creeks and brooks, the rivers and streams, then to the waterfalls, until they reach the sea. And ultimately, rest in the ocean. A sparkling confluence that match the constellation above them at night.

Life flows like water. It is not stagnant. It is exciting. It is unique for every individual. The hand of destiny shifts the moment you dip it into the waters. Thus, it is never the same. 

The only constant and ever true is the Living Water. The Living Water heals. The Living Water inspires. The Living Water soothes and sustains. The Living Water rebuilds and cleans. The Living Water is the Ocean of Mercy.

No matter what happens, when you trust in Him. You are safe. You are Home. That is where writers go. All writers. From Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John. He is the Fountain of Inspiration. The elixir of youth. 

May you be Inspired by the Holy Spirit and God Bless!

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