Once, a soul-less eagle egg laid in a crevice.
unmoving, unknowing, uncaring. not feeling anything.
he did not care for the joy and the pain experienced by the other eggs above him. anything but himself was not his business.
he laid there through the heat and the cold, the sun and the rain, living entirely in his own world.
once day, he was noticed. someone picked him up and put him in a nearby swan's nest, assuming he had fell from there.
he laid in the nest with the other swan eggs, thinking, they are different. he was different. there was no way they could live together. and so he rejected them.
one by one the baby swans hatched and left. only he refused to hatch, always wishing the mother swan would just get up and be with her real offspring and leave him alone.
but the mother swan did not give up. she sat there, patiently, waiting for him to emerge from his shell.
everyday, she would encourage him.
every night, she would lull him to sleep.
days passed and the eaglet got used to the swan's company. it decided to finally emerge from its shell.
the swan took great care of the eaglet as he grew, guiding him, protecting him. although he treated the swan indifferently at first, as time passed the eaglet grew much more closer to the swan than he'd expected.
he came to see the swan as his god, one who gave him life, one who created him. any wish of hers was his command, and any request she had he had not the heart to deny. he would protect the swan from any danger with all his might.
such was his devotion to his god.
life went on. however all of a sudden the swan started to avoid the eagle. it came to the point where she treated him as a stranger in her life.
one day, the swan left the grassland where they had lived all this time and joined a neighboring flock of swans without any notice to the eagle.
the eagle broke. god had created him. now god had forsaken him.
But try as he might, he would not forget his god. so great was his devotion that he would follow the words of the god that had forsaken him no matter how it hurt.
Those whom he had acknowledged were precious few, after all.
And the swan was the one he had gotten the closest to.
God, if you were going to forsake me,
why did you create me in the first place?
I was perfectly happy not knowing joy.
not knowing pain.
not knowing anything.
Just living the way i was.
Now god, if you forsake me from Heaven where i can never reach;
then forgive me as i follow Lucifer to Hell where i truly belong.
unmoving, unknowing, uncaring. not feeling anything.
he did not care for the joy and the pain experienced by the other eggs above him. anything but himself was not his business.
he laid there through the heat and the cold, the sun and the rain, living entirely in his own world.
once day, he was noticed. someone picked him up and put him in a nearby swan's nest, assuming he had fell from there.
he laid in the nest with the other swan eggs, thinking, they are different. he was different. there was no way they could live together. and so he rejected them.
one by one the baby swans hatched and left. only he refused to hatch, always wishing the mother swan would just get up and be with her real offspring and leave him alone.
but the mother swan did not give up. she sat there, patiently, waiting for him to emerge from his shell.
everyday, she would encourage him.
every night, she would lull him to sleep.
days passed and the eaglet got used to the swan's company. it decided to finally emerge from its shell.
the swan took great care of the eaglet as he grew, guiding him, protecting him. although he treated the swan indifferently at first, as time passed the eaglet grew much more closer to the swan than he'd expected.
he came to see the swan as his god, one who gave him life, one who created him. any wish of hers was his command, and any request she had he had not the heart to deny. he would protect the swan from any danger with all his might.
such was his devotion to his god.
life went on. however all of a sudden the swan started to avoid the eagle. it came to the point where she treated him as a stranger in her life.
one day, the swan left the grassland where they had lived all this time and joined a neighboring flock of swans without any notice to the eagle.
the eagle broke. god had created him. now god had forsaken him.
But try as he might, he would not forget his god. so great was his devotion that he would follow the words of the god that had forsaken him no matter how it hurt.
Those whom he had acknowledged were precious few, after all.
And the swan was the one he had gotten the closest to.
God, if you were going to forsake me,
why did you create me in the first place?
I was perfectly happy not knowing joy.
not knowing pain.
not knowing anything.
Just living the way i was.
Now god, if you forsake me from Heaven where i can never reach;
then forgive me as i follow Lucifer to Hell where i truly belong.
