“But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass; a new day will come, and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer.” The Fellowship of the Ring
Robert Frost
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. The Road Less Traveled
sadness and sorrow
I contend with this heavy sorrow this unrepentant thief of mine which rolls in sea-like billows upon the shores of sacred mind; it devours the threads of reason embittered by trifles and cursed lies and mocks the grief of happier days for which my soul would pine; so, I vagabond through ennui and despair to …
october sky
October will be my spring held aloft in the soft pine needles of the stratus cloud placid waters a gelid graveyard, stagnant waiting "Be still, don't try harder," the adage whispers; I breathe. Sometimes, one can see his reflection on the surface beneath the periwinkle sun he contemplates the thought of drowning believes he must, …
The-Bleu-Bivouac 