And I’d like to think that’s true. I mean, we must believe that any problem can be solved, right? It’s out job. at 2004-02-06 11:52:29
dad said: There’s no imagining when someone gives you a genuine smile.
here’s a poem i like, DISCOVERY….Hermann Hagedorn.1880’s Out of the eden of my love, The little house so lean and spent, The little room where,like a dove, Under the rafters lives my love, Back to the bustling world i went.
I wandered down the dusty street. Men jostled there and wept and swore, But in the throbbing and the beat, The babel of the feverish street, Was something that was not before.
Deep into each pale,passing face I gazed in wonder.What strange gleam Had in this gray and sordid place Clothed as with glory each pale face, And lit dim eyes with dream?
Like an explorer,midst those eyes, By unimagined deeps i trod; And lo!Where yesterday were lies And lusts in those world hardened eyes, I saw the stars of God. at 2004-02-06 20:14:10