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-
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
- 8:02 am
without warning, we are plunged into the vastness of the world. the silence can be a killer; but there is a beauty to it, in solitude.
sometimes the best way to find yourself is to simply stop moving, and for a while; let the world pass you by. revel in the glory of your silence while watching the parts of the world fall into place until, like the last pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, you fall down too. perhaps thats how everything else came into being, how the world was made. first there was sky, and down fell the earth and mountains and trees and birds and animals. and then, as an afterthought, and probably on a whim, us. back then we could all take falls. we'd hit the ground and bounce up again like optimistic bastards. nowadays we just die. its more than the weight of gravity pressing down on your neck this time, bub. listen up, listen carefully, or don't listen at all; find your beat in the rhythm of things. Glory eternal, in the heart of your art.
your silence cannot last. the worlds turning is punctuated by these episodes of silence, these bit of time gone wrong. it shouldn't be this way sang ormus cama. it shouldn't be this way. your silence cannot last; it will culminate in an expression of your being, the painting of your song on a canvas stage. here we go; here they come, here comes the rebel, the anarchist, the nihilst; and then its not about being who they are- it is for being your own and answering to nothing other than the rationality of your own mind. being who you are.
sometimes you lose your way and cannot find the solace you seek, keep hearing the whispers of broken promises that were what were, the soft tread, the fatal finality of each footstep creeping up to hold you like an unknown lover. and so, we stand still. the moon must show herself, eventually, through this night of silence. then again, in the expansive desert of the world, you don't know if you'll ever be found.
we are, after all, the lost boys.
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