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

Sep 25, 2009

Over Rated

Sleep brings dreams
Closed eyes bring tears
Multiplies truth
Fuels the fears

Rest the regenerate
Once again
Punctuated by memories
Of what could have been

The touch, the look
The sharing that would last
Only to be ripped away
Thrown away as the past

Sleep brings dreams
Closed eyes bring tears
Multiplies truth
Fuels the fears

Images of hopes
Should have been trues
Lost plans of tomorrows
Now filled only with blues

Sleep brings dreams
Closed eyes bring tears
Multiplies truth
Fuels the fears

Fate has all deserted
Paths lead to dead ends
Always the same results
All life ever sends

Amplified when eyes close
Peace should come with slumber
Not visions of tomorrow
More burdens to encumber

Sleep brings dreams
Closed eyes bring tears
Multiplies truth
Fuels the fears
Sleep that is over-rated


G - Sept 2009
Posted by Gooseman at 11:45 AM

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