I’ve walked
behind me what has-
I am right, here, on this path.
Breath.
I see.
in front of me – what will
I’ve walked
behind me what has-
I am right, here, on this path.
Breath.
I see.
in front of me – what will
Life is a gift to be used every day, Not to be smothered and hidden away; It isn't a thing to be stored in the chest Where you gather your keepsakes and treasure your best; It isn't a joy to be sipped now and then And promptly put back in a dark place again. Life is a gift that the humblest may boast of And one that the humblest may well make the most of. Get out and live it each hour of the day, Wear it and use it as much as you may; Don't keep it in niches and corners and grooves, You'll find that in service its beauty improves.
First post on the new blog and I’d thought I’d start it off with what I’m about. Life. – EZ
18 years
I’ve been moving onward from what’s behind
My childhood lingers like a warm aroma I can’t quite smell
As reality approaches, youth frollicks in and out of my grasp
Perhaps some things must be left behind
At least I want to retain the core of it all
The joyful exuberance and curiosity
The ecstasy of living
As I ride the currents
The sea of the past is frozen
All I can bring is myself
The one constant through my life
Who I fail to realize is changing
The memories are faded and jaded, losing their warmth
And I question
Am I losing myself, or becoming myself?
Down
I was down for a change
Weighted down by dread
My face frowning
An anchor in my chest
Down wasn’t so bad, it’s only natural
I’ve been up next to the sun
Blind and oblivious
Above myself
An alien to all life
Floating in limbo
And in an ethereal state of daydream
It’s about time I came back to earth
I’m down to go down below the atmosphere
Breaking the hollow shell of the surface ground
Planting my bare feet firmly in the gritty and soft soil
And digging into the dense soil under
Even further down: the organic roots
Surrounded by the darkest darkness yet
And full of life