an ice affair~

People grow old

only by deserting their ideals

 Macarthur had written.

Years may wrinkle the skin,

but to give up interest

wrinkles the soul.

you are as young as your faith,

as old as your doubt:

as young as your self confidence,

as old as your fear:

as young as your hope

as old as your despair.

In the central place of every heart

there is a recording chamber.

So long as it receives messages of

beauty, hope, cheer and courage

so long are you young.

When your heart is covered
 with the snows of pessimism

and the icy of cynicism,

then

and then only,

are you grown old.

and then,

indeed as the ballad says,

you just fade away.

Douglas MacArthur

i simply could not resist 


 

my mind & spirit
yearned for more

that day i could have stared for hours

mesmerized

i had been transported
to a world so far away from which i knew

a place i had always dreamed to see

this scene
i fantasized about
not once or twice
but countless times over

i fell in love that day

yes
my love
 he did understand

he knew
and said with a chuckle

it will not be long

broken
your heart will be

for ever lasting is not for thee

well to his own dismay
i shall say he is wrong

i shall not agree

interminably
in my mind ice will reside

it's imprint has been made

this love will remain proctected
kept in a place
where no one can touch

a place where thoughts can not be taken
stolen from you

for no one can erase the mind of me

i shall refuse to ever say goodbye thee

for i know quite well the place it will always be