November 3, 2013

Never Whole

Now he left a in hole in my heart A hole in a promise A hole on the side of my bed A hole that will never fill itself A sad, deep black hole A hole that I cannot mend Now we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives Where we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on…

June 5, 2012

Glory in the Flower

What though the radiance which was once so brightBe now for ever taken from my sight,Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind; — I came across this verse by Wordsworth yesterday. He talks about the overcoming. The absolute necessity to stand up once you have fallen, time and again. The deriving strength from each time you have failed. The hope. It makes me tear, but it makes me resilient.