"You're searching...For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and Beginnings - there are no such things. There are only middles." That's a quote from one of my favorite poets. I am not going to tell you who it is. Look up the quote and learn something.
I seriously doubt that anyone will look it up. Maddie already knows who my favorite poet is, and the rest of you likely don't care. If you are of a mind to look it up, I'll give you fair warning, though. It is from a long poem...about 225 lines. And it is the best line in the poem. My next favorite line from the poem is: "New is a word for fools in towns who think style upon style in dress and thought at last must get somewhere." While it is not this poet's best poem, it sets a mood...an almost somber tone that stays with you long after you read the poem. And isn't that what a good poet does? Makes you think about what they are truly trying to say? To me, that is the bad thing about quotes. They can be taken out of context when they are read alone. While the poem has a "new" beginning in it and an end, the entire poem, in a rambling way is more about love and sacrifice, and changes intermingled with the familiar. In fact, there is so much going on in this poem...not in what is being said (which more often than not is quite mundane), but in what is not being said. The poet has used the mundane to express the feelings that are just under the surface...the things that are not being said. And THAT is what makes this poem beautiful to me. It is often THAT, which is unsaid, that makes up the story of one's life. The beauty of those unsaid moments would be marred if expressed as words. Have you ever asked someone who is truly smitten what it is that they see in the other person? If you have, you'll recognize that the reply likely didn't make any sense to you. And so that is the way of love. No one will ever truly recognize why you love someone. It is a feeling that can't really be put into words. Oftentimes, to put it into words makes it sound more base than it really is. You get the story or description from the middle...and never really get it from the beginning or to the end. When one lover dies, the other truly is left in the middle. For while the love surely had a beginning, no one can truly pinpoint when that moment was. At the same time, the love you feel for the deceased goes on well after their death...so you are left in the middle. And any new beginning will still be in the middle of those things left unsaid with the other.
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"Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye." This is clearly a question for the ages. Why is it that some people never leave your heart? Why is it that you can feel lonely in a room full of people, simply due to the absence of a specific person? How many times does a conversation, or a touch, or a look have to play over in your mind before it is finally enough?
What is it about memories that can make them a comfort at one moment and a torture at the next? I seem to have a lot of questions this morning, but a gray day can do that to you. Outside my window is a dichotomy of green and gray. The perfect colors to match my mood today. I feel lonely, yet I know that anyone I meet will not remove the emptiness that I feel at this moment. The gray symbolizes the quagmire that I seem to be swimming through sometimes. Meanwhile, the green looks like the horizon I am swimming towards. There's life there and treasures to find, if I can only reach it. We all have our own paths to follow in life. Sometimes, the paths lead into a swamp. The trick is, not to get stuck there. Slog through it and look forwards to the next landscape in your life. Remember, life is an adventure, and there are no goodbyes. Everyone that you meet and care to see again, you will... at the end of your journey. The more people you allow into your life, the grander the party in the next life. Outside my window, the sky is beginning to brighten. And I realize that a goodbye doesn't have to be an end...just an interlude. In the meantime, there are plenty more hellos left to say. You just need to put yourself in a position to say them. In the future, try to keep your goodbyes short and let your hellos linger. You'll get more out of life letting new people in, rather than fretting over past goodbyes. |
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