I won't waste your precious time in a rigmarole of knotty poetry. I won't even attempt to present a plethora of incoherent and excited words as I used to do. I simply chose to end this in a short way yet struggling to leave a lasting impression on you. This desire menaced my mind profoundly, I swear.
It has been a blog of severe poetry and recherche ruminations. Of all, this has been the dearest to me. I won't elaborate why as I have all the right to keep it to myself.
And so we've come to the end of the line as all earthly things should-; but, as what others say, the end is only the beginning. What beginning awaits hereafter, I dare not to discuss yet as it is all a mystery to me.
What I want to leave you is this: there will be one moment in your life that will come- when you realize that all that you are, all that you have, all that you desire, all that you want to be- are all worthless. It will ruin you severely. It's through this sufferring you will be purified. And after that, you will marvel at a change that will take place in you. You will come to understand a "meaning" that has been so incomprehensible and was absent before.
Pardon me because this farewell is too long already. But all of this should be settled here. Just bear in mind that life is always so mysteriously beautiful. Let's welcome Phoebus in his radiance!
I like this Nash! Don't lose the heart.
ReplyDeleteThanks Boni. Keep going too. We can do this!
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