Taking A Haiku
Six in the evening
One sits and thinks, thinks and sits
All the air stands still
On the high mountain
Whirls the crane against the sky,
White on white, unseen
Fire lights the kettle
Steam unable to escape
Thrashes, makes coffee
River tumbles free
Catches rocks and sun and fish
Dreams nothing of them
I will never be as happy as I was then. I am never as happy as I will be. I am always happy, but sometimes more so.
One sits and thinks, thinks and sits
All the air stands still
On the high mountain
Whirls the crane against the sky,
White on white, unseen
Fire lights the kettle
Steam unable to escape
Thrashes, makes coffee
River tumbles free
Catches rocks and sun and fish
Dreams nothing of them
I will never be as happy as I was then. I am never as happy as I will be. I am always happy, but sometimes more so.
etched with acid at 11:19:00 am
4 Comments:
Really? Perhaps it is possible that you will never be the qualitatively same kind of happy that you were then. But perhaps now a new kind of happiness can evolve, one that's deepened and strengthened by sorrow. And this new kind of happiness is still quantatitively as happy, perhaps even more so.
Haha. I feel like I'm discussing chem pracs with you, what with all the qualitative analysis.
Isn't that the wonder of experience? Realising that you were happy? Only after you've passed that phase can you look back and say that you were happy, perhaps realising that you're not so happy now. But I guess that you can always strive for the happiness that you had once before. So perhaps being less happy than you were, has its benefits. If you can't look back, you can't look forward.
I'm not making sense am I?
wow sir, cant beleieve ur a man of poetry haha. I guess no one is happy nowadays. I mean what is happiness, no one can really define it. is it a time when we feel glad? feel pleased? Money has kinda put values to everything, but not always in a gd way. Many ppl money can buy things of "high" values to please us, yet does it reali pleased us? So one can never be sure whether he/she is 100% happy, unless this kind of feeling overfilled his/her heart, and they have to pout out this excess emotions, like crying joyously. Frankly speaking, I haven reali been that happy since sec sch days....
their powers of reason and thought I do not imbue,
but please, please continue to do what and as you do.
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