the sun doesnt go down/ its just an illusion caused by the world spinning around
in time of daffodils(who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why,remember how
in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)
in time of roses(who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if,remember yes
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me,remember me
- e.e. cummings
I can't believe sometimes I feel more lost at 21 than I ever as growing up.
You remember watching your older 'idols' as you grew up, don't you? Not the celebrities, not the stars with their manufactured lives ofperfection, but the real idols, the ones you grew up wanting to be. The adults lives you wanted to lead when you 'grew up'.
And the median age of my heroes who I admired at 14, must have been 21.
And I am 21 now.
I wonder if my heroes then were even an iota as lost as I sometimes feel now, and if so, how do I make it stop and how do I become sure and..found..?
Wel, tomorrow is another day.