Tag: calm

  • 361: Halving the compass

    You must protect it, your perfect compass for reasoning; your divinest essence and private resource of calm everlasting. That fragile light that all manner of outward perils converge upon and threaten to engulf. You must protect it!

  • 360: Cost of calm

    Only beyond the experience of pain can you truly be touched by pleasure and appreciate an insight that arises in the wake of devastation. Passing a bedlam deepens the peace.

  • 356

    That you knew, those spacious days of cheerless youth tripping in its faults were a preparation. To vehicle the lessons across a divide and steady the course home for those behind. That you would find soon your own way calmed. How all things are focusing towards an elusive balance.

  • 300: Reason

    Be content. If you can still wish upon thee a rain of blessings, which you do. Enjoy what is free and unimpeded. Warm sunshine and a cool breeze. Flowers by the road. The grass beneath your feet and a white clouds lull. The might of Reason. Be satisfied.

  • 294: An imperfect system

    Can it not be said, that only he can meet calm and relief who is storm-worn and standing and who has not stumbled thus his respiring? Who has allowed his balance to find him by at last keeping still though else nothing is, and having flung to the gusts for the valley below his charge […]

  • 230

    Wake and rest your look, long and unthinking at the moments before you remember all the things that rush to confuse and deter you. That creeps forth like a rain over the ocean and obscures your pristine skies. Yield not your strength to strife unarrived. Nor by any light may find thee out, fold up […]

  • 119: Wet the day

    ”Ye province of revolutions lure; preserving heights where ecstasy brews, Of relic agreements furious homecoming, riding hymns of deep-set change, Savage and sweeping the entire. Instincts bowed to primal charms palpable loom.” As though with impatience pregnant at the oppression, the sun rushed from a corner early and determined, finding differently few or none with […]

  • 114: Going

    This is the last night in your own bed for some time, and there is an alveolus melancholy unfolds your repose; when strange pillows will nestle ambling thoughts. But you’ve craved long this new trouble, like secrets of saccharose, and must let wash over you its mastery implied. The stars now will hold your dreams, […]

  • 98

    Sincerely, I hope in my heart for that day not long from now, with dear children of my own and a contented soul for the scene. Then can I slip a moment unseen from the reverie, to my present self who could not such things dare perceive, and translate to him small relief.

  • 85

    With blinding radiance forth strides the triumphant sun from yonder tempests whelm and wipes the Earth of its teary aspect. Then comes shroud and gloom again when least it pleases, and cancels all relief. The skies no favour show to thy knotted and lusty succumb. There is no after calm, but a gap between storms […]