dark and backward abysm of time

"What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?"....... "To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing"

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"where there is love, nothing is too much trouble and there is always time"

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Winds of change

I've learnt that not all questions have answers
but i hope all prayers do..
tempest, tests, turmoils and noise
but let the silence within still shine through
We have to hear it..and feel it too...
even if noone else does.
change is the only constant they say
wish things didn't change so much along the way
but that's how we have today Just as we'll have tomorrow
so much has changed -
some grown,some diminished,some left,some came back
some didn't and never will...
Let go and Let God..
Taketh the fruit and let the chaaf be still.
somethings haven't changed coz somethings never do
the tiny cold fingers, holding on tight
the wide eyed impish toothless grin
The age of innocence - what's the age limit
memories of gurgling laughter drowned out by the flood of tears
so much uncertainty so many fears
there's pain there's hurt
The little green froggie shirt
The huggy 'chimp' photograph
those who cry haven't forgotten how to laugh
It's all still there - somethings are for eternity
the child within
eclipsed.
Where's the the moon during the day
things have changed,Things change.. they always will
There's no such thing as darkness,
only the absence of light
Now there might be just sorrow and pain
but there's no rainbow if there's no rain
There IS sunshine,
And we have a choice
Choose the light no matter what the plight..
Ah
But there it is!
that familiar feeling..that faint glow
a fading memorow..a glimpse of a shadow
Life's a gamble day by day
somethings we lose, somethings we gain
All is not lost...spring brings life after the frost...
Somethings will always, always remain


- Random Ramblings



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