What would I do without a mind?
What would I do without a society to shape that mind?
To influence it?
To taint it?
To glorify it?
What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache?
An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world, save the produce of Nature which surrounds me.
I suppose I would be free....
Friday, March 21, 2008
Where are you?
Unheard, unseen bird How'd I know you fly the sky? My winged heart flutters.
A long weekend leading to a short trip away from the machinery (read 'my laptop') of daily life has ended happily, when I read this post of yours-----
ReplyDeleteSimply Beautiful.
True class is evident even in a few words written from a deep limpid source!
You should be writing more often, and more beautifully, and not in spurts interspersed by lengthy gaps of inactivity.
Dear P,
ReplyDeleteWill try :-)