Anchored as you are to a destiny, Which is not nearly so temporary As all you experience, It is what it is, this impulse still to act. Knowing for sure that Some things are more precious Because they don’t last forever. Sometimes, caught in the thrall, There’s no option But to just stand and gape in amazement At what you can discover, And all...
Learn MoreFor me it’s easier to embrace, I guess. Long wedded to the quest And not just some otherwise busy Preoccupied visitor Indifferently passing through. But I suppose we are all Writers of our own lives, Are we not? How much better – joy laden The story is then, If one remains Free enough in your spirit To always find some time at least, To be as...
Learn MoreIf you can be, Be entirely naked – as one to another. Not just in your body, But surrender also every close kept need, Your fears, all that you hold dear. And, in so doing, Together conjure something delightful, Pursue it to a crescendo And in the calmness that follows, Almost by accident, You will have stumbled on the immeasurable. As if a...
Learn MoreBrave, Or maybe not? Needs must… Fausse mesure Circumstance toys with us all, I’m afraid. Some may say it’s fate’s cruel hand, A toss of the dice: ‘Born to whom, exposed to what…’ Safe? Or maybe instead Endowed with a hungry soul That’s been enchanted to risk too much. Loved? Or then again perhaps Abandoned,...
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