amour amour

hit the stars
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay
-robert frost-

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

- 9:10 pm

you know what they say.
you hear it whispered down empty park trails on the brightest of autumn days.
you see the leaves float slowly down to the ground, tossed about by a passing breeze.
you hear lovers caterwaul their various grievances to the world, once more, the voices appear.
the sussurus of leaves in the wind is talking to you, growing louder and louder until it reaches a shrill cacophony of unending sorrow and- you close your eyes.

life is a journey.

its a strange and majestic progression of understanding through the cycle of birth and death, and in all eventuality its the insignificant little things that truly define us for who we are along this path.

where?

we did it. for the first time in ten years, we brought the SYF Gold standard for the Dramatic Arts to Raffles Junior College, and it is hard to explain because it hasnt really hit me yet- but yes, we got the gold;and its for all of you, as much as the experience was for me and my sanity.

i leave you all with love, and a reminder;
for nothing gold can stay.

fin

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rackin' em up since before you were born
(january 2004)