Clary wrote:How long is your life?
A year, fifty, a hundred years?
Just as long as the memories last,
The resonance when his name is said,
The pang in the heart of those who loved him,
Just as long as the eyes of a grandchild
Inspire the thought 'She looks just like him'.
For Simon 1950-2004
Clary
Very moving. What else to say? And very sad, too.
Colorbook
Stow them away
Till a bright sunny day.
Love this sentiment....
Clary wrote:How long is your life?
A year, fifty, a hundred years?
Just as long as the memories last,
The resonance when his name is said,
The pang in the heart of those who loved him,
Just as long as the eyes of a grandchild
Inspire the thought 'She looks just like him'.
For Simon 1950-2004
Beautiful, Clary, it left me misty eyed.
Clary
How did I miss "For Simon" earlier?
"She looks just like him"
How bittersweet...and lovely...and - real.
Clary wrote:............ 'She looks just like him'.
For Simon 1950-2004
of course she 'is' 25% 'Simon'!
from the frantic carnality of passion,
the pinnacle of sensation;
flows the soup of life.
taking on the challenge,
the primitive race for supremacy;
cell against cell,
to be the first.
winner takes all,
with every ounce of strength,
giving everything to the task,
tail thrashing,
mindless totality;
until at the kiss of creation,
flesh joins with flesh'
being with being;
and life's miracle repeats,
two halves become whole,
passion morphs to substance,
and we touch infinity once again.
I never, NEVER expected this to turn out as beautifully as it has. I am truly touched and feel that things may be looking up for the world, when all of us here can express our deepest feelings in so few words.
and for Letty, whose views serve to be my muse:
a simple thought,
startles my mind.
it sprouts an idea,
the beginnings of a concept;
theories churn,
thoughts conspire.
before long
the mystery of life
collapses, into a quilt
of brilliant colours;
each of them representing
an answer,
a story,
a memory..........
<smile> Thank you Bo. "....a quilt of brilliant colours..." the eider down for the soul.
eider 'up', or 'down'; your choice!
