Hope is the thing with wings that perches on the soul.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

poetry;

i'm nobody! who are you?
are you nobody, too?
then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
they'd banish us, you know?

how dreary to be somebody!
how public, like a frog
to tell your name the livelong day
to an admiring b[l]og
-borrowed from the genius of Emily Dickinson

unparalleled design, unsurpassed elegance. this stunning prose is exquisite in deliverance and passionately stirring. the precious deliverance is poignant and continues to linger long after the last stanza slides of one's tongue. my cerebral cortex burns in retrospect.

Life.


Life is a delicate balance of love, laughter, and tears, of both joy and pain.