dull.....to be guarded.........withheld..postponed.....¨¨ah we shall do that later¨¨
¨¨I´ll be happy when............¨¨..........entirely deaf dumb and blind to the only
maxim which holds constant........a perpetual state of dying as we are living
decay.......returning to the eternal
sensation....love...beauty
beauty and love are not to be scoffed or mocked
only by those unfortunate enough, cynical, foolish
to treat them with disdain
for the appreciation of love and beauty are when we are closest
to the source of whatever created this
I read of Byron and his exploits two centuries past
and of people lost to history
names, events
and realize the fallacy we are all guilty of
The tragic mistake of viewing our precious moments
as sacrificial, superfluous.....counting down
just passing time, killing time
Savor, grasp, reach, feel
to the very heights of everything which move you
and to the bitter cynic I gladly say
I would rather be a fool than like him
anyday