Is all this quietness sane Am I to blame What does it matter Today,Tomorrow twill be the same
The fire of youth has faded so And now the age of pain Is all I know
Memories once like a link in a chain Started out so strong then weak they became And they were broken long ago
If I should dream to fall in love A poets words written are surely in vain,I know Forgive me my darling I started out strong Then weak I became and I was broken long ago
Is all this quietness sane Am I to blame What does it matter Today, tomorrow twill be the same
I've found there can be such beauty in brokenness Eyelook ... when I move into what seems broken, when I'm present to that, my experience, I emerge with a strength that goes beyond imagining
I found this poem quite sad. "Today, tomorrow twill be the same" most certainly it will be if nothing changes. I know when my life reaches a certain point where I am unhappy that I hold the key to my happiness. And if made uncomfortable enough in life even I am capable of changes. I wish you much happiness. And may you make new memories for the chain.
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... when I move into what seems broken, when I'm present to that, my experience, I emerge with a strength that goes beyond imagining
May you know the same, one way or another