Monday, January 24

Longing













Come to me in my dreams, and then

By day I shall be well again.

For then the night will more than pay

The hopeless longing of the day.


Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times

A messenger from the radiant climes,

And smile on thy new world, and be

As kind to others as to me.


Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,

Come now, and let me dream it truth.

And part my hair, and kiss my brow,

And say--My love! why sufferest thou?


Come to me in my dreams, and then

By day I shall be well again.

For then the night will more than pay

The hopeless longing of the day.



MATHEW ARNOLD (1822-1888)

Tuesday, January 4

The Young, the New Year...





Well, it's here--in fact, it has already arrived four days ago, the New Year, of course. Many people celebrated it's arrival, many with great hopes for a pleasant year ahead--perhaps,same-old-wishes are being recycled, if there is such an action as recycling wishes-- marched on to the unknown. Around me, as far as I am aware, there is a general tendency to be refreshingly optimistic, who knows what future beholds?! And I am certain that this optimism will carry us through most of the year.


Here in my neighbourhood, in the alleyway, two happy young girls shouted three times, "Happy New Year,every one". Only a fool could resist the sweet melody of hope in their voices! I opened my window, despite the chill and poked my head outside, and uttered audibly, "And a very Merry Year to you too"! They roared with laughter and cried, "Oh, a very merry year, that's cool".


However belatedly, may you enjoy the year of Rabbit, without hastiness nor a long-pause but with much consideration and care. And may your march into the unknown bring you many steps closer to reach your true potentials, and meet your Destiny.


Katayoun