Wednesday, December 29, 2004

the gain when all things are lost

i'd like to share a poem by edgar allan poe.. take time to read it and explore a world on your own. realte it to who you are and be ready for a realization that you have never been subjected to before... read on.

"Dream Within A Dream"
by edgar allan poe


Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away

In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save One
from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

--->haven't you thought of these things? haven't these questions crossed your mind? haven't you realized that some things must really be lost? yes, you heard me right. lost. life? it takes an awful lot of sacrifices- be it material or even worse something more important like your talents, gifts, capabilities, personality and even your passion. life isn't fair whoever told you that life is fair is an outright liar. we have to lose things- essential things. for having lost something would make you realize its true value. we often are far sighted and blinded by things that surround us,not knowing that more valuable things are just right at or faces staring at us. we really have a lesson to learn that what is essential is invisible. we only can appreciate things once it's taken away. we have to risk, we have to...sacrifice, we have to suffer, we have to bleed, we have to weep, we have to get down and creep, we have to lose everything and give until nothing is left... such sacrifice is repaid by wisdom, understanding, appreciation, knowledge, strength that no one, no book, no human can ever teach except life itself.

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