"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrowmindedness." – Mark Twain
One more night awake
The moon and I communing
Answers never come
Rather strange but meaningful.
sometimes its neccessaryto just sit with it...the Moon can keep you companyand listen to your concerns...xo
they might still come, when you least expect it!The moon doesn't speak, it only reflects!
ebezp = yes, crows ARE strange, but meaningful :-)JJ - good advice from one who knows. Thanks hon.Doug: You hit the nail directly on the head with your Edgar Allen Poe:"Lenore"Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!Let the bell toll! -a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river - And, Guy De Vere, hast thou no tear? -weep now or never more!See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!Come! let the burial rite be read -the funeral song be sung! - An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young - A dirge for her, the doubly dead in that she died so young."Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her -that she died!How shall the ritual, then, be read? -the requiem how be sungBy you -by yours, the evil eye, -by yours, the slanderous tongueThat did to death the innocence that died, and died so young?"Peccavimus; but rave not thus! and let a Sabbath songGo up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong!The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride - For her, the fair and debonnaire, that now so lowly lies,The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes - The life still there, upon her hair -the death upon her eyes.Avaunt! tonight my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise,But waft the angel on her flight with a paean of old days!Let no bell toll! -lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth,Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the damned Earth.To friends above, from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven - From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven - From grief and groan to a golden throne beside the King of Heaven."Minka - yes, hence the perfect place to sit and "reflect"... in the moonlight. You give me hope that maybe someday answers will arrive.
That ole moon's so bright because it won't let out its secrets.
Post a Comment