Solitary Splendor

Read Me a Lesson, Muse

Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud
Upon the top of Nevis, blind in Mist!
I look into the Chasms,and a shroud
Vapourous doth hide them,-just so much I wist
Mankind do know of Hell;I look o'er head,
And there is sullen mist,-even so much
Mankind can tell of heaven;mist is spread.
Before the earth,beneath me,-
even such,
Even so vague is man's sight of himself!
Here are the craggy stones beneath my feet,-
Thus much I know that, a poor witless Elf.
I tread on them; that all my eye doth meet
Is mist and crag,not only on this height,
But in the world of thought and Mental Might!

3rd August 1818
John Keats' Sonnet.

On the poet-
John Keats(1795-1821) came from a family of modest condition faced with the early death of his parents. Attacked by consumption and agonized by a hopeless, unrequited love, Keats died young in 1821.



                                                             Black and Yellow.
                                                             Yellow and Black.
                                                               Just Right.


Excerpts from "Eleven Minutes'

For I am the first and the last
I am the venerated and the despised
I am the prostitute and the saint
I am the wife and the virgin
I am the mother and the daughter
I am the arms of my mother
I am the barren and my children are many
I am the married woman and the spinster
I am the woman who gives birth and she who never procreated
I am the consolation for the pain of birth
I am the wife and the husband
And he is my rejection
Always respect me
For I am the shameful and the magnificent one.

At every moment of our lives we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss.

How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanquish so quickly?

Sometimes you get no second chance and that it’s best to accept the gifts the world offers you.

If I must be faithful, I have first of all, to be faithful to myself.

Courtesy: ELEVEN MINUTES by Paulo Coelho.