I thought it was about time that I changed the poem on my journal so here is a new one.
Relax, Enjoy, Be Merry!
If I were given the choice, I would
get rid of ought and must and should.
Such words would go in the rubbish bin
along with guilt and blame and sin.
We only need to love each other
and treat our neighbour as our brother.
All other dos and donts dont matter;
theyre just a lot of idle chatter.
Weve only one life as far as we know,
so lets enjoy it before we go.
Inpuhotep of Thebes
On the side of the coffin of Inpuhotep Are painted a pair of magical eyes, The eyes of the sky god, Horus. Inside the swaddled mummy sideways lies Gazing eastwards through those eyes To see each dawn the sun god rise Born in the morning of the womb of Nut To sail the sky in the Boat of Ra, the Barque of Millions of Years. Above the painted eyes in hieroglyphs It tells of the offering of the King To the green-faced god of the netherworld, Great god, Osiris, Lord of Djedu, and Abydos, A thousand loaves, a thousand beers, Roasted ox and fattened fowl, all things Good and all things pure, clean linen, Alabaster given in the name
Leaves in the Wind
Here is one of my favourite poems: Leaves In The Wind I'm living forgetful of the world by which I'm forgotten. I'm living in my world which is full of tall grass and not so wide for it's my back yard. Sitting here listening to the whistling wind and seeing the leaves being carried away I realise that one day Death will come and carry me away just like that like the leaves in the wind.
Devious Journal Entry
Here is one of my fav. poems. It is by Mary Oliver. I hope you like it, too The Sun Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone-- and how it slides again out of the blackness, every morning, on the other side of the world, like a red flower streaming upward on its heavenly oils, say, on a morning in early summer, at its perfect imperial distance-- and have you ever felt for anything such wild love-- do you think there is anywhere, in any la