Tuesday, November 29, 2005

A Walk

walkway, originally uploaded by hkvam.

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance-

and charges us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.


Sunday, November 20, 2005

The Never Ending Building Of A Gothic Cathedral

"Each thing I do
I rush through so I can do
something else,
In such a way do the days pass -
a blend of stock car racing
and never-ending building of a
gothic cathedral.

Through the windows of my speeding car,
I see all that I love
falling away:
books unread,
jokes untold,
landscapes unvisited..."

~ Stephen King from Insomnia

Friday, November 18, 2005

I Was Just Talking To The Moon

Moonlight Serenade, originally uploaded by Guerito.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Girls Lament

Langston Hughes, originally uploaded by rehuxley.

In the years when we were
all children, this inclining
to be alone so much was gentle;
others' time passed fighting,
and one had one's faction,
one's near, one's far-off place,
a path, an animal, a picture.

And I still imagined, that life
would always keep providing
for one to dwell on things within,
Am I within myself not in what's greatest?
Shall what's mine no longer soothe
and understand me as a child?

Suddenly I'm as if cast out,
and this solitude surrounds me
as something vast and unbounded,
when my feeling, standing on the hills
of my breasts, cries out for wings
or for an end.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

Thursday, November 03, 2005

The Path

Visions, originally uploaded by magic fly paula.

Open your eyes to the stars, your ears to the music of the divine spheres, and your heart to the pulse-beat of humanity. Then, very quietly, walk alone in a new direction.

Hermes, December 1987 Raghavan Iyer