Life has a beautiful way of finding reasons to live. In its strife and its grace, in its rhythm and its pace, it evolves its own definitions, theories and beliefs. It is for life to find its reasons to live, innovate... I just participate.
If I could do a Neruda, You would have smelt of summer roses And Autumn pine. There would have been sheer love Of the kind that causes our hearts to ache And loneliness bordering the divine. You would have had so many secrets Welling up as in a girly giggle And so few friends who would hear them all. I am no Neruda I can't paint you a Summer breeze Amidst this long winter chill.
Life IS the reason to live... and your words, chosen carefully and arranged masterfully, indicate that you are mindful of the moment, the now of your existence; but that you can move on with grace to whatever lies ahead in this new year. There are no "absolute definitions" for a new year. I appreciate your thoughts.
ReplyDeleteWise words...and so beautifully written too! :-)
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