Tabbi

Posted 14 Years Ago

A Walk

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance-

and charges us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.


Translated by Robert Bly

Rainer Maria Rilke

Posted 16 Years Ago

ZOMG! Are you friggin serious? Can you not get on alot or something?

Posted 16 Years Ago

HI! Have you been on lately?
You should so check out my new poems. :]
I miss you! T-T

Posted 16 Years Ago

In memory of my dear Daddy.

Posted 16 Years Ago

What have u been up too?

Posted 16 Years Ago

I reloaded alot yesterday.....started with none at all :(
You ok?

Posted 16 Years Ago

If you get a moment could you read

Thank you!

Posted 16 Years Ago

Well I think if we spent more time caring and less fighting. I think this world could change.

Posted 16 Years Ago

Why thank you I appreciate that. I am not sure why you said that but I appreciate it.

Posted 16 Years Ago

If there was a person dying of thirst before you would you not give them a drink. If there was a person on the verge of starving to death would you not spare some food. Compassion is something that is given not taken. I see people and feel I can understand heir pain, so my heart always goes out to them. I feel that everyone deserves to be pitied if they are in need of something wither it is food water or just understanding. Things are and always will be so we can help or allow ourselves to be dragged down by it.