A cup is only useful when empty.
frog leaps in
It is easier to move seeds than trees,
choose wisely where you will plant yours.
One is you,
All is one.
It is with great pleasure that I hereby grant my satisfaction of being part of such a selective order.
As he walks to the extremes of the spectrum he wonders, thinks to himself quietly at dawn as he sees the storm on the horizon, he conceives a better place, a place where the mind speaks louder, where others crave for ideas and surreal thoughts, a place where he questions reality. a place where the outsider belongs.
With the light
Came a great burden,
That can either burn us alive
Or make us fly.
To master this untammed fire
Is our lifelong fight.
I may use whatever tools I can find,
But first, I must open my eyes.
For my daily battle,
I chant my war cry.
Thank you Lord, for my life;
Thank you, for my fight.
I am the guardian of my realm,
And its borders,
Lies at the tip of my sword.
Ones true riches,
Lies where no other can
Touch or see.
And to this infinite hall,
There is only one key.
To the door,
Help you may have.
You must carry it.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley