Leaves of Grass towards Inspiration.
“Know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls.”
For the past couple weeks; I have been lost, floating from day to night, night to day. The two have blurred together and I do not know who to thank more; the moon or the sun. The sun lights up the sky for all to embrace in the day, the moon is what still shines even through the darkest of hours. The more I pursue this endeavor the more I remain in my state of being, which is, to be in a constant departure while always arriving, it has helped me save time on introductions and goodbyes; things I feel that are almost never necessary. My experiences tell me I will always have a flux of people in my life, some that I share the sun with and others i share the moon and some I share moments with and some i fall in love with. Those that I share the sun with I will always remember them as smiling. Those I share the moon with, I will always remember the insecurities we shared that made us better. Those I share the moments with tend to be in the right place at the right time. Although, those who I have fallen in love with, are those I feel who have experienced the sun, the moon and the snap-shot moments. They will forever own a piece of my heart and soul and I will never own them. They are meant to be appreciated as ends in themselves, forever cherished for the significance they held that made me feel truly alive but I have found it is best to believe if you love it, set it free.
“Even after all this time
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe Me.”
Look what happens with
A love like that,
It lights the Whole Sky.”
“This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, disagree with tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
written: 5/29/11
(Quotes from Leaves of Grass)