"The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep."
~ Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Self-Pity
D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930) Self-Pity I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
From day to day, my journey, the long pilgrimage before me. From night to night, my journey, the stories that will never be again. No day, no night, no moment can hold me back from trying. One flag, one fall, one falter, I'll find my day maybe Far and away. One day, one night, one moment, with a dream to believe in. One step, one fall, one falter, find a new world across a wide ocean. This way became my journey, this day brings together, far and away...
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