glorious heaven
i nuzzle in your bosom
sweet pound of french roast

I'm Always Right.. (except When I'm Left)

It may be that

when you get right down to it

there are no answers in life

none

and the only time there is a 'right' answer,

or a right

Thing-To-Do,

is when you decide that it is.



nothing is real.

“I am still every age that I have been[...] Far too many people misunderstand what “putting away childish things” means, and think that forgetting what it is like to think and feel and touch and smell and taste and see and hear like a three-year-old or a thirteen-year-old or a twenty-three-year-old means being grownup.”

- Madeleine L’Engle

Praan

I will not easily forget
The life that stirs in my soul
Hidden amidst Death
That infinite Life

I hear you in the thunder
A simple tune
A tune to which I will arise

And in that storm of happiness
As your music plays in your mind
The whole wide world
Dances to your rhythm

I hear you in the thunder
A simple tune
A tune to which I will arise

-"Stream of Life"
Adapted from Praan, a Bengali poem by Rabindranath Tagore
Via wherethehellismatt.com