It's Been Ages
It's been ages since I
bathed myself in the soothing nature;
It's been ages since I
penned words praising the beautiful pasture;
It's been ages since I
slipped and ended up in the glacier.
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
It's been ages since I
bathed myself in the soothing nature;
It's been ages since I
penned words praising the beautiful pasture;
It's been ages since I
slipped and ended up in the glacier.
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
Just as I've forgotten all the dreams
I ever dreamed last night,
so I've forgotten all the promises
I ever made to you when young.
Since all the spring birds have long gone,
what's the use of reminiscing all the roses
that ever lingered on your face.
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
Hey you, missed ya!
Keep on writing, buddy!
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
Welcome back dear poet !
I pray the effects of your slip have healed.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
A warm welcome from me too. Itīs nice to see you around again.
That is sad and beautiful:
"Since all the spring birds have long gone,
what's the use of reminiscing all the roses
that ever lingered on your face."
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Thanks, Tailor, for your reply and praying. It's life that we more often than not slip here and there.
I pray that you and your loved ones are all well and enjoy life.
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
And thank you, Danik, for your warm welcome and hopefully i'm still able to write something beautiful.
Best regards to you
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
While I'm relaxing
in the shade of a banyan tree,
early summer breeze is blowing
through my hair and caressing my face.
In no time,
I start to feel I'm living in Paradise,
when out of the blue comes a voice
into my head telling me~
somewhere in this subtropical island
there're rivers clogged with dense masses
of plastic bags and bottles.
While I'm craving to watch a butterfly,
fluttering here and there in the meadow,
like a vibrant pretty lass,
please be kind enough as not to remind me~
the girl, whose innocent smile
I once yearned madly for,
is fading and getting senile
like a yellow flower of yesterday.
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
Thatīs beautiful too with its confrontation of yesterday/today; world of dreams and reality.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row