Sunday, April 03, 2005

My life is like a river It started as a trickle And immediately began to gather and grow It flows ever onward Toward the inevitable dissolution In the vast eternal ocean Along the way it shrinks and grows Suffering drought and flood Sometimes it gets polluted Sometimes it is transparent At times it is serene At other times it is a raging torrent Always flowing, perhaps forward, but certainly never backward And now two rivers are joined And we flow together as one Both toward that inevitable dissolution Which we cannot yet see But at which we know we must eventually arrive So we meander Enduring the winters Enjoying the moments of sunshine While we can 12:04:50 PM    comment []

Saturday, February 05, 2005

When I've thought about doing this blog thing, I often think of the old Melanie (Safka) song "Look what they've done to my song".  In particular, one line comes to mind:  "...wish I could find a good book to live in ... if I could find a real good book, I'd never have to come out and look at what they've done to my song..." I want to find that book, but thus far it has eluded me.  I have this longing, and I cast about, hoping to satisfy it, but the best I have found only ever gives me temporary surcease.  I tell myself that if I cannot find that book to live in, perhaps it would help to try to write it myself. And so it begins. 9:23:55 PM    comment []