Here are some verses from my favourite poet, T.S.Eliot:
"Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind."
(BURNT NORTON. No. 1 of 'Four Quartets' )
"
Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things
(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings? )
Why should I mourn
The vanished power of the usual reign?"
...
"Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still. "
(Ash wednesday)
That said, I must also mention that I will upload soon some more photos from my trip to Slovenia and Austria, because I've been rather lazy this summer and now that autumn came, I'm in the mood for some photography.
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