Away

What have I forgotten? What have I missed?  What have I thrown away?  If you gave up your passion what do you have left?  For some it’s the ones they love, others its what they love to do, and a lot it’s what they only know how to do.  But can it be ever reborn?  Or is it always there?  Letting go of it was so easy.  Finding out what it is again is so very hard.  My passion was always to fulfill my fantasies and visions.  They are still there but still that, a fantasy and a vision.  I can’t get myself to move it forward because I’m stuck in a fantastic vision.  I thought I was left here to figure that out but I’m actually brought back to the place where it was rooted.  When I finally find that passion again, I’ll have finally let go of that fantastic vision I’ve been holding on to.  So what is it for you?  What is your passion? I’ll tell you mine, it’s always been family.  Family of blood, family of brethren, family of faith, family of spirit and my own family.  I have no passion.  Thus if it isn’t for family I am heartless.  It started with the material, then the unattainable, then the manipulative, then the cumbersome, and ended with what was left of my heart.  Now with no heart, I am the passionless tin man, because wendy decides to play with it.