And when our night is suffocated,
Will we still sleep?
Will we still not awaken?
Would we breathe life into vacuous dreams
When all around
There is but the clear day?
And when our words run silent,
Will we still speak?
Will we seek refuge in our insipid sounds?
Would we strive for the inanity of meaning
When all around
There is but drowning vacuum?
And when Truth burns us inside,
Will we still lie?
Will we bind our septic wounds?
Would we be exhilarated by fleeting beauty
When all around
There is but bleeding existence?
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- musafir
- "A man is the history of his breaths and thoughts, acts, atoms and wounds, love, indifference, and dislike; also of his race and nation, the soil that fed him and his forebears, the stones and sands of his familiar places, long-silenced battles and struggles of conscience, of the smiles of girls and the slow utterance of old women, of accidents and the gradual action of inexorable law, of all this and something else too, a single flame which in every way obeys the laws that pertain to Fire itself, and yet is lit and put out from one moment to the next, and can never be relumed in the whole waste of time to come." Possession by A.S. Byatt
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5 comments:
"strive for the inanity of meaning" huh...style da...
@ "Would we be exhilarated by fleeting beauty"
i totally agree...it is really a fleeting beauty...but not always fleeting. sometimes the feeling stays with u all the time. What do u say?
Nice
Me too... Nice!
@ kripa shankar: Hmm wonder why that line caught your eye...thanks, appreciate it.
As for beauty not always being fleeting, I don't know. Yes, the feeling stays, but even that feeling is coloured by the perception of 'beauty' the first time around, and when you look back at it some time in the future, the feeling -- even though it's still there -- is not really the same. Maybe we are 'naive' enough to fall for it and maybe we get cynical as we get older - like I said, not too sure about beauty not being fleeting. Experience says otherwise.
@ sartorial sarcasm and anon. : Thanks - sometiems words are superfluous.
edit: *Sometimes -- argh, I'm slipping.
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