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 5, 2012

Dream

Breath so soft, thoughts burn warm
Yet my heart still heavy weighs
As I watch the rise of her breasts
And dread the waking dawn
For are know then returns the norm
When sight is pierced by Sun’s rays
Reality will again end the jests
And dreams of truth will be gone

Show me what exactly have I done
How is it that I committed a crime
I followed the path that was laid
Pursued that route that was my fate
When light returns she will be gone
Continues the punishment of time
For the jester’s part I’ve played
Daring to pass the forbidden gate

For but a bit I lie next to one
I loved long before I met
Time though with her is but
An illusion of the a play
A contest others already won
Only a lost gambler’s bet
Still I wait for the door shut
Wishing vision was still real
In the light of the on rushing day.

 G - About Feb 2011
Posted by Gooseman at 3:48 PM

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