Shall the beauty permit me to think
Shall my senses remain dulled or will I break free of the hypnotism
Do I want to break free?
In the midst of a dream reality comes knocking
Persistently knocking, a grudging acceptance of defeat in a war that cannot be won
A stroll past wha...
t will soon be past, a history, memories being created
The one and only way to retain the essence is to hold on to the significance of the moment
Posted in Thots and musings Tagged: beauty, future, hope, life, meaning, reflection, thots
The one and only way to retain the essence is to hold on to the significance of the moment
And lucky you’ll be if you find one, for in the highlands, high points beg discovery or maybe it’s definition..? I forget
Now passes so the new can emerge, only it’s not the new but the old in new time
It’s not often that the new emerges from the unseen future, so when it does celebrations are in order
Like now. The new.
And now, the heights are redefined once again and the new becomes even less likely…. We’ll jut call the recurring old the familiar.
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Location:South Lanarkshire,United Kingdom
Posted in Thots and musings Tagged: beauty, future, hope, life, meaning, reflection, thots
