Tag: reflections

  • 528: How Long?

    The stars grow frantic I feel. Compelling me to you with severest insist. And I know I must but can’t shake the rotting that crawls in and bonds my days and years in distraction. What is in the dirt so with the sky compares?

  • 501: Candlespark

    In these moments the sweetness of youth smiles its blessing on your world and all the peace you will ever need is suddenly a head tilting on your shoulder. These tender times will all yield to the twilights overlap and you will know a whelming gratitude for the experience.

  • 413: Patagonia part 9

    We could have stayed out on the fringe and lived, peaceful, prosperous and happy. After a time, none of us wanted to go home again, we all knew what was waiting for us there; a terrifyingly composed and wilfully ordinary existence by compare.

  • 406: Breathe this air

    Now and then, you will look up suddenly from a task and being acutely aware of a benign agitation you have paid little notice of, you’ll straighten. By some prompting of curious immediacy you’ll crawl out from the heap you’ve taken upon your shoulders and step outside of the blur of passing moments to try […]

  • 405

    If you had stopped to survey the damage you were causing you might never have experienced anything worth while.

  • 355

    How golden the moments left. How precious when fewer the days become, that shade soon should cut us off from our ambitions and separate us from our loved ones. How clear it is now the choices I do have, and the man I would be. How calming that knowledge, and strengthened I am.

  • 321

    It has been a strangely pleasant Winter this year with very little of the usual Polar qualities experienced as in earlier Seasons. As though not content with her reputation for cold has Nature adopted a more affable temperament. And from a light rail bound for Newcastle, enjoying the features of an afternoon entify into evening, […]

  • 279: By the moon

    Be a man of direct and conscious aim, and go quietly about your work. If you must speak, be clear and concise offering up no superfluities. Keep a flame on the cause.

  • 136: Babel

    Two days home, and events are still very much impressing though they have ended. It will be some time until they settle, and stay enough to sort. What seems longest gone is the present in passing, woven with melancholic hints that dissipate only with it and are absent in recollections of the experience. Those moments […]

  • 129

    There is no way knowing as the sun retreats, if it is perhaps for you the last of days. Withdraw but a moment as the daylight dims, to dwell upon your change, and how equipped you have become to contribute better; if it be fortunes good grace your eyes open tomorrow.