we were born to fullfill the arduous journey of meaning accomplishements, but sometimes in the modern life we seem to forget it.
In lofty posture and sublime air I face The parliament of self : can I demand thee?
I want to be hanged by the noose of commitments to toil in the grinds of the escaping hours, It’s sweeter for my liking It’s more gracious for my soul than the knife of trivialities
there shan't be tempests of regrets vexing my serenity only counted breaths of sweet goodbyes i'll recumbently rest my bones and dance with my perky memories of my buoyant commitments I leave my Clayey box of trivialities
swayed with eager ravished with love to re-encounter the eternal the one I’ve been searching for my whole life so can I demand once again ?
I love your words of poetry... your wisdom and insights shared on life and love. We are distracted by much in this life, and do so often lose our way... find ourselves wandering restlessly. Yes, please... ask the profound questions, and wake us from our sleeping ways.
Uber eloquent Latifah.
Upon reading the line 'The parlement of self ..." - I was minded to think of the adage 'Whosoever is his own counsel has a fool for his client' and Chaucer's 'The Parliament of Foules'
but then I thought if we cant trust our own counsel who can we trust?
I liked where this took me Latifah. :)
"the cave you fear the enter, holds the treasure you seek"
Joseph cambell
this quote is my thriving recipe for dwelling in the enchanting castle of words, more..