It says...
I was told-
Beneath the moon
Lies the perfect mist
Glimmers, the stream
As it paints the river bed
With its sweetest caress
Yet when the first ray pierces through..
Unveiled, the mist
Awaken, life is..
Beneath the moon
Lies the perfect mist
Glimmers, the stream
As it paints the river bed
With its sweetest caress
Yet when the first ray pierces through..
Unveiled, the mist
Awaken, life is..
posted by livingfuneral at 6/02/2006 08:23:00 PM
7 Comments:
Saw this on the Tube the other day. A poem on the underground. Thought it quite suited some of your more melancholy moods....
Happiness
A state of mind you must dare not enter
With hopes of staying
Quicksand in the marshes and all
The roads leading to a castle
That doesn't exist.
But there it is as promised
With its perfect bridge above crocodiles
And its doors forever open...
Stephen Dunn
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Very true, and yet...contrary to this, hope lies eternal in the human breast, as they say...
I'm still hopeful that I'll reach the castle--and that sometime soon, you will too.
Take care.
Thanks. Beautiful poem.
Mine is not. It was a prohecy of confirmation. How scary it was when I heard it. For I felt all that I have given was in vain and unjustified
what kind of situation are u in?
my situation...perhaps you will know some other time. :) we have one person too many in common for you to know the whole story. It would be disloyal.
But do know that I'm rooting for you, and do believe that very soon--maybe even tomorrow...the pain will pass...That is one thing you cannot stop believing. This from one trooper who has traversed this landscape of pain to another. Sometimes you just have to buckle down and tough it out. I prophesize brighter days and clearer skies ahead.
Take care.
BTW, maybe not in the very immediate future...but it's got to come someday, sometime. Whether sooner or later...it will come when it will come. And you'll see that sometimes, in some twisted convoluted way, sometimes there was justification in what you've given after all...but that usually comes much after.
You mean I am supposed to know you?
I sincerely appreciate your kind encouragement. I hope very much I can get out of this pain soon....I have been trying...for too long..just suffered another mental breakdown last night...cant help but I fear of being hopeful...and i find it hard not to love someone wholeheartedly. but it never seems to be the right time...
Hope you are in a better situation than I am...that you are in control with your own happiness..
take care anonymous one
You can't stop believing that there are blue skies above the really rainy shitty weather of life just because you can't see the blue at the moment. This is one of the reasons why I like living in my city. It pisses down with rain and shit so much, but when the blue skies come they are perfect and intense and even more beautiful for their rarity.
I don't believe we can ever be in control of our own happiness...just when we think we are, life will knock us down and teach us otherwise...but we must nonetheless embrace the blue skies when they come, because otherwise it is all about shit. As for the breakdowns, believe me I've had them as well and they are scary and horrible and best dealt with through mild medication when needed. The ones I had were panic attacks and included uncontrollable shaking, difficulty breathing, sleeplessness, uncontrollable weeping, inability to get out of bed, a deep squeezing chest pain and basic dysfunctionality all at once. For all that they were scary, surprisingly enough, they were easily cured after a week of Xanax. And then I had them only very very occasionally. I'm not saying go for that, but it's not a bad way to cope because it lets you be functional again at the very least. Who wants to have breakdowns anyway? They are shit.
I will keep an eye out for you. Don't worry. You are not alone.
xx
hmm..thank you...i will get a grip of myself...somehow
I do it with soft toys and alcohol.
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