Date: 09.01.2010
Time: 9:50 p.m.
Come my love, let us take to the streets
Savour laughter and joy as seasonal treats,
These arise from the sprinkling of harmony sweet
Oh can't you hear those happily pattering feet?
Come sway with me darling, and twirl me around
Let us lose ourselves to this gaiety we've found!
What wondrous lights and sounds I can feel —
Oh I'm so certain these will make my head reel!
Come come my dear, don't be shy I'm here
See how easy it is to cast away your fear,
Embracing this brightness as you hold me tight
Oh what a lark it is to dance away the night!
Come along my sweet, we have dawn to greet
Carry on till the rays grace the place where they meet!
Let us glide, let us float, let us swivel, let us soar
Oh how daintily the world waltzes on the dance floor!
End: 10:05 p.m.
My insane rambling, which borders greatly on the neurotic on more than one occasion
Saturday, 9 January 2010
North Wind
Time has been moving forward the way it always does — through both serene passages that let it flow calmly as well as turbulent stretches of wayward storms. Yet, in essence, it remains ever steadfast and ever unchanged. I have grown to believe that nothing that time brings with it, or takes away is something that one absolutely cannot live without. There is always something that is enough to keep you going, if only you look hard enough.
It is with that peace of mind that I have been living out my days. Truly, even if it were in my power to do so, I would not trade this hard-earned hard-fought serenity for all that I have lost. I have, however, been able to enshroud myself in a translucent cocoon that lets me see outwards into the hearts and worlds of people I know without giving them the same luxury. It helps, in a way, for I would not wish them to see me when I weep without tears or exult without laughter. Perhaps I have borne a mask for so long that it has stayed with me out of sheer habit, yet I cannot give it up, especially now.
This new year has indeed carried seeds of hope and happiness with it. And I would like to plant these and nurture what grows with all the positivity that I can muster. There are people in my life who, though few in number, can help me triumph over any adversity that I might encounter. For them, and for all that they do for me, I would like to be sane enough to return the favour whenever the need arises. To do so, I would have to, like a very dear Soul Friend says, wake up with a smile on my face every morning come what may.
Happy New Year everyone! May the seeds of hope and joy be planted in your worlds as well, to blossom beautifully with every passing day!
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