Halcyon Days - Walt Whitman

Not from successful love alone,
Nor wealth, nor honor'd middle age, nor victories of politics or war;
But as life wanes, and all the turbulent passions calm,
As gorgeous, vapory, silent hues cover the evening sky,
As softness, fulness, rest, suffuse the frame, like freshier, balmier air,
As the days take on a mellower light, and the apple at last hangs
really finish'd and indolent-ripe on the tree,
Then for the teeming quietest, happiest days of all!
The brooding and blissful halcyon days!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

If it doesn't kill you....

If it doesn't kill you it makes you stronger.  A concept that has always played a vital role in my life.  Life is about experiences, good and bad.  Bad one's came often for the last few years here in Ohio.  Or maybe I take the good ones for granted.  I have definitely been guilty of that.  Maybe it's been a long, tempering, intense, taxing run for me, and most people I know, and our struggles are beginning to pay off.  Hell, maybe its spring and the weather is finally turning.  Good times are coming back again and I am going to try to take advantage of them this time around.  The hard work is not over, re-focusing, the sour taste of the struggle, shedding the despair and rebuilding...stronger this time. 

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