December 2010
20 posts
it is such a secret place, the land of tears
Is there no way out of the mind?
– Sylvia Plath
in time of daffodils(who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why,remember how
in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)
in time of roses(who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if,remember yes
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when...
Pardon me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my happiness on the wall.
- Friedrich Nietzsche