"The journey is the reward."
- Steve Jobs
At one time long ago, I can recall
A place of beauty and tranquility.
Arousing all five senses in a way,
Like no other place I can remember.
It is taking place in the countryside;
Listening to the sounds of morning call,
Touching around I feel stability.
The air's fresh aroma --- takes me away.
Seeing everything as I remember,
Tasting the fresh food bought at the roadside,
Brings me the feeling of eternal loss.
Beauty and tranquility is at a loss,
For a helpless soul bereft of nature,
The countryside is the only one cure.
AUTHOR'S DISCLOSURE
An artist's purpose is to evoke emotion and/or dialogue of the masterpiece created, without either, it's no longer art, let alone a masterpiece.
This blog represents the author's original writing and makes no apology for posts resulting in experiencing a sense of discomfort when reading his own personal reflections, thoughts, affirmations, observations and opinions of his journey in finding his way through a complicated world, of his so called life. The author requests readers remain mindful of dates when a post was written. Many of the earlier posts were academic assignments with guidelines to uphold the integrity and standards of a specific writing style. One or a combination of formatting, rhyming schemes, syllable counts, themes and specific guidelines which were up to self-interpretation and self-discovery.
This set the tone for the author's tone and unique writing style. He requests readers remain open-minded to viewpoints differing from their own. The author strongly believes "we can disagree and still remain friends" and welcomes respectful dialogue and questioning of his writings. However; hateful disagreement our outright dismissal or suggesting the author's writings are inherently wrong will not be tolerated and may not be conducive to constructive conversation.
September 05, 1987
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