The Myth of Sisyphus
The struggle itself toward the heights
is enough to fill a man's heart.
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
I Could Write a Book
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk, and whisper
I could write a preface
On how we met
So the world would never forget.
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them
That I love you, a lot.
Then the world discovers
As my book ends
How to make two lovers of friends.
The Moving Finger
The Moving Finger writes;
And, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit,
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire.
But, if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction, ice is also great
And would suffice.
Watch your thoughts,
For they become words.
Watch your words,
For they become actions.
Watch your actions,
For they become habits.
Watch your habits,
For they become your character.
And watch your character,
For it becomes your destiny.
What we think, we become.
My father always said that... and I think I am fine.