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Pastimes : Calling all SI Poets -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Rambi who wrote (1858)	11/27/1999 10:52:00 AM
From: Volsi Mimir	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

What Are Years? What is our innocence, what is our guilt? All are naked, none is safe. And whence is courage: the unanswered question, the resolute doubt, -- dumbly calling, deafly listening - that in misfortune, even death, encourages others and in its defeat, stirs the soul to be strong? He sees deep and is glad, who accedes to mortality and in his imprisonment rises upon himself as the sea in a chasm, struggling to be free and unable to be, In its surrendering finds its continuing. So he who strongly feels, behaves. The very bird, grown taller as he sings, steels his form straight up. Though he is captive, his mighty singing says, satisfaction is a lowly thing, how pure a thing is joy. This is mortality, this is eternity. ~ Marianne Moore. We gave thanks for our family to be to together and it seemed this year it meant so much more... Hope yours was delightful. I love the smells, the mess and fussiness and my Ma yelling at us not to 'sample' the bird like she always did when we were little and we still don't listen... and always eat too much... ~.~