"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Monday, March 22, 2010

So Tired Of Being Alone....



"Deep calls to deep..."
The grayness of the sky,
The coolness of the breaking waves,
The hardness of the shoreline,
The nothingness in the wind,
"Deep calling to deep..."
The brokenness of my being,
The desolation of my soul,
The hunger and emptiness in my heart,
The ache of longing, the pain in sighing,
"Deep calls to deep..."
Who will answer?
Who will sit in silence?
Who will kiss me back to life?
Who is not afraid to walk into darkness?
"Deep calls to deep..."
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