Wednesday, March 23, 2022

The world is full of magic things, 

patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.

—  W.B. Yeats



Sunday, March 20, 2022

 Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

Risk by Anais Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom

Sunday, March 13, 2022

 Why love what you will lose?

There is nothing else to love.

Louise Glück