Now that I'm not running for awhile, I have some time on my hands. I could use it for reflection.
I went out and bought The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson. I love her poems, and other than Shakespeare, I look to her the most for inspiration when I'm deeply moved by things.
She apparently wrote 1,775 poems before she died in 1886 at the age of 55. Here's one from the Time and Eternity section.
I lost a world the other day.
Has anybody found?
You'll know it by the row of stars
Around its forehead bound.
A rich man might not notice it;
Yet to my frugal eye
Of more esteem than ducats.
Oh, find it, sir, for me!
Uh, I think runnin' means a lot to me. Who knew?
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Or as Joni Mitchell said, "You don't know what you've got til it's gone." Nice poem. And reading poetry is a nice way to broaden your horizons. I didn't realize Emily Dickinson died at such a young age. The only poem of hers that I know is "Wild Nights."
"I'm nobody, who are you?"
That's Emily Dickinson, too.
I'm not really running now - why have I no extra time on my hands?
BECAUSE time keeps speeding up on me as I get older...
how long is a while? do you know yet?
you'll be back soon, stronger than ever. i should dig up all your inspiring e-mails to me when i was sidelined--throw your words back at you.
:)
meanwhile, find out what you can do, and then go and do it!
During my visit with my dear grandmother here in the Philippines, I ranted to her about some of my frustrations back in the US with various aspects of life. With her gentle expression she said to me in tagalog,
"Darling, you must remain undisturbed by the tumult of people and events."
I enjoyed the poem you posted. It's wonderful to be moved by words...
What do you think about this Bryan Ferry's "poem"?. It was a kind homage from my dear friend Jeanne:
I could feel at the time
There was no way of knowing
Fallen leaves in the night
Who can say where they´re blowing
As free as the wind
And hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning
More than this - there is nothing
More than this - tell me one thing
More than this - there is nothing
It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like dream in the night
Who can say where we´re going
No care in the world
Maybe i´m learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning
More than this - there is nothing
More than this - tell me one thing
More than this - there is nothing
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