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Monday, August 22, 2005
i am feeling faintly hopeful
as if a glimmer of something on the horizon has restored the potential of order in a life so often out of it
and i feel like i have the energy, the time, the motivation
to make something of these myriad visions of the future
of my habits, my relationships, my reflection in the mirror
and how i will mold them to fulfill me
to create that longed for sense of accomplishment
and that satisfied set of memories to entertain later, as wrinkles deepen
but all along, i know this search is fruitless
and the glimmer of hope is an illusion
satisfaction is not found in molding, but in being molded
not in striving, but in loving and being loved
i hope that later, as wrinkles deepen, i will understand better
* posted by claire * 9:17 AM
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