"Suffering is not holding you. You are holding suffering. When you become good at the art of letting sufferings go, then you'll come to realize how unnecessary it was for you to drag those burdens around with you. You'll see that no one else other than you was responsible. The truth is that existence wants your life to become a festival."
Spring brings with it renewed vigour, succour for the maligned heart and always, hope. The weather has been erratic but there have been days, even weeks, of glorious, honeyed sunshine. Spring's largess is the rebirth of colour after the grey starkness of the winter months.
Spring days are ones that are beautifully warm as you wake up. 'It's a T-shirt and skirt day', I decide, and throw in a flimsy cardi for good measure as I head out to the high street. A few hours later, the deception is done and I have foolishly fallen for it. The wind nips my nose. I shiver and cling on to the sorry excuse of a cardi and rush home freezing.
The evenings stave dusk away a little longer. The lightness is filtered with a prism of scents emanating from the garden, cajoling me to stop work and just be. The unfurling leaves and peeping flowers are a riotous medley. What have I done to be bequeathed days as beautiful as these?
Deception is playing its dirty tricks in KL too. Storm at night, the morning dawns bright and hot, you leave the still wet brolly at home and shake your hand at the sky when you get caught in the unexpected afternoon storm.
welcome Spring in the northern hemisphere, and hello Autmn down under! :)
A gift fopr you.
Bag, Sack, Rack
hey there traveller vexed,
it's the only thing you can pack,
when trudgung in a world mastered by a man made of wax,
now sit is what you have to do next,
free your bag and put it in my sack,
give it to me so I can put it on my rack.
eat as I know you are haunted by hunger,
as I know every traveller is also a hunter,
looking for the mystical beast no mind can figure,
to give you strength traveling in the path of meander,
that the hunger would set you lost in anger,
and ends you as a meal cook on a sweet fire.
I know, I know it's a heavy bag,
I know, I know the content is no hag,
but you really should put it in my sack,
and you really should put it on my rack,
it would really make you relax,
and free you from the contunious vex,
I should know for I am the paver of every traveller's track.
I love dalylight saving time and all the long light evenings that spring bring, an indication of what lies ahead.....summer!!!
Re: meme below this post: what is that suitable handwash you were talking about??
and spring has sprung...turn on the sprinklers, watch the daffodils bloom...sunshine sunshine everywhere!
(and out comes the sandals and sunblock)
Starlight: Yeah, that fickle KL weather.
May: Must write to you...
Demonsinme: Another nice one.
30in2005:The better weather has perked me up. With reagrds to hand wash, one of the best ones that I have found has been the range from Neal's Yard remedy.
msJ: Hello and welcome! What is it about spring that brings out the poetics,eh?
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