Quote of the moment

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

-Wendell Berry: The Peace or the Wild Things

Dec 6, 2008

Why Do I Lie

Why do I lie
Why do I make believe
Why do I continue to dream
Why do I even cry

I gambled and lost
I bet all and I lost
Put it all on the line
Thought my dreams were a sign
And now I pay the cost

I believed my long known dreams
When I saw in the eyes that gleam
I bowed down to that queen
Knowing it was my destiny long seen
But things were just not as they seem

Why do I lie
Why do I make believe
Why do I continue to dream
Why do I even cry

I finally found the love I sought
The one for whom long troubles I fought
And she was every thing I had hoped
The one for which I lived and hoped
And in that trap I was quickly caught

My whole life I did little but wait
For that I knew was to be my fate
Just when I had given up, I found it
But now I’m lost and alone I sit
My soul crushed by my one soul mate

So I sit here and I lie
I try still to make believe
Those dreams will still come true
While I can only sit by and cry
With all the promises broken
All the words of love spoken
Left in my mind to die
My heart broken to sigh
Just when my hope has awoken

Why do I lie
Why do I continue to believe
Why do I continue to dream
While my mind is left to die
And all I can do is cry
Why do I lie?

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