what the use of knowing
... of being relentlessly impassioned
... of being breathlessly striving
when there's is no place to express
A suggestion, dear lad...
Change our thougths
for we are thinking
"like mere men..."
there's a place!
there's a plan!
there's a story!
it so happen it's a suspense
... an adventure
... a glorious ending.
Exactly, my sentiments.
ReplyDeleteWhat happens when nobody really listens? When you cannot express? When you're bound to suppress - such passion, longing and learning.
You end up searching... hoping to find the right formula for you and the rest of such strings.
As on old poem says, "continue with the good work anyway".