Every moment,
every second,
so full of
fullness,
questions, insight
musing,
drifting,
and visceral beauty-
No wonder
I get nothing
done.
The light of
eternity
gilds all
like afternoon
Action
in this climate of
seems worse
than useless-
“The struggle itself towards the heights
is enough to fill a man's heart.
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.”
Albert Camus
is enough to fill a man's heart.
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.”
Albert Camus
“ Few tasks are more like
the torture of Sisyphus
than housework, with its endless
repetition:
the clean becomes soiled,
the soiled is made clean,
over and over,
day after day ”
Simone de Beauvoir
Lovely couple!
the bickering
of intellectual
giants;
No wonder she founded
feminism.
So I wander
the halls of
Blogdom
visiting so very
many
different places -
Finding comforts
of real companionship -
- true friends -
whose voices
I never hear,
just your
hearts.
=^..^=
Your kind visit
adds an irreplaceable
element
to my day:
YOU!
Thanks pal
Warmly, cloudia