Saturday, 27 March 2010

constant self seeking

I think of the hustle of my everyday life and all it reminds me of are my big dreams. If for one thing only, life if full of hopes, even when hope only means desire not actualised. Perhaps that's what keeps us going, perhaps that's the only thing we need. There lies so much vision and abmition, purpose for the yet to come. we just are goal haunted. A life of endless self - pursuit. Desires, goals, search of existence, finding fulfilment, material or imaterial, much of all about our journey, not the destination, reminds me of What is this life, if full of care: by William Henry Davies

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

1 comment:

  1. I love that poem bro. Yeah, its the hope we have in God, our sustainer and strength that keeps us going... We can/would make it we believe.
    great words :)

    - LDP


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