my nostalgia
last night i dreamed of being a child, and an adolescent. It was such a potent feeling, and was accompanied by such a great feeling of loss, that I cried throughout the dream in mourning for times past. Perhaps for times that will never be as special, as new, as beautifully discovered--a time when the entire world lay before me, and all possibility bowed at my feet.
I awoke with a large part of my heart throbbing in pain, and to this moment the feeling lingers.
At the Zen center we have a saying at the end of the night: life passes swiftly and opportunity is lost. awaken, awaken. take heed, do not squander your life.
I awoke with a large part of my heart throbbing in pain, and to this moment the feeling lingers.
At the Zen center we have a saying at the end of the night: life passes swiftly and opportunity is lost. awaken, awaken. take heed, do not squander your life.