The Grass Was Greener, The Light Was Brighter

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some in a tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

High Hopes – Pink Floyd


Do you remember being young and full of hope, desperate to experience all that you felt life owed you? Minds filled with goals of changing the world, setting the wrongs right? Growing up as the age of computers took hold? The universe of information at your fingertips gave us the idea that all things could be controlled or bent to our will. So much input confusing and distracting, our focus lost to the lust for knowledge. Hours and days spent searching and absorbing, no longer placing value in the spoken word or interaction with others. The ringing of the division bell had begun.

A system designed to tie us down, a lifetime of worth wrapped up in a structure of wood and steel. Bringing forth others to carry the weight of many who wait in line with manicured hands open, all the while ignoring those who truly deserve. Many small minded creatures forever trying to force upon all the values of the few, forsaking freedom in the name of progress. A vision of utopia blinding, vision obscured by a willingness to be led. The slow decay of family values lost to a mindset of group think. Hindsight shows the grass was greener, the light was brighter, when friends surrounded, the nights of wonder.

Smoke fills the air from bridges burned, turning back to see the cost of selfishness. No road back yet the mind is drawn to the beauty left behind. Forward we move but never seem to find the branding of a life fulfilled and happy. Looking down from a perceived high, we feel the pull of a hidden need. The horizon beckons. We follow again the shady path hoping for more, desire and ambition the downfall of many. The need for gain driving all thought till the end of life, only then the vision comes clear for some. The answer was free and there all along.

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever

PS: I witnessed a beautiful deer hit and killed today….I pulled over, hugged my dog and cried.

12 thoughts on “The Grass Was Greener, The Light Was Brighter

  1. BEautifully written and I echo your sentiments with precision. I am so sorry you saw that deer lose it’s life so violently 🦌…. driving to Lyon on Thursday I saw a beautiful buzzard dead by the road. My heart aches for the creatures that try to share the planet with the greedy masses and I cannot wait to find my corner where none are endangered by the thoughtless, relentless pursuit of selfish gain that makes people blinkered to the beauty around them.

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    1. In the last week I have seen dozens of dead animals on the highways of this country, including 2 dogs side by side yesterday. Why do their owners not look for them? Nature can be cruel, but the indifference of humans makes me very sad.

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    1. To till the soil, nourish the soul…to bring forth roses, to benefit all…these are the attributes that lead to a life well lived, a memory not forgotten.

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  2. Our encroachment on wildlife habitat is so bad and chaotic, there’s no concern for wildlife’s need to travel for water or food.. The most sensible for roads I’ve seen, are out west where fences and dirt/grass underpasses guide migratory animals under interstates.. But that doesn’t address the ever disappearing wildlife habitats..
    For myself, I’ll use about 2 acres of my 15.. The rest are for the critters to live in safety..

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