

« Within each stone lies a sleeping god. »
S. J. Back
January 2022
A new year started! New possibilities, new chances, new misstakes, new steps, new surprises. Every new year, every new day, every new minute, every new second we get a chance to change, to do things better. Let’s not waist our time with waiting for the perfect moment. Than only now exists, now for ever!

January 2022
A new year started! New possibilities, new chances, new misstakes, new steps, new surprises. Every new year, every new day, every new minute, every new second we get a chance to change, to do things better. Let’s not waist our time with waiting for the perfect moment. Than only now exists, now for ever!

Live blindly and upon the hour. The Lord,
Who was the Future, died full long ago.
Knowledge which is the Past is folly. Go,
Poor, child, and be not to thyself abhorred.
Around thine earth sun-winged winds do blow
And planets roll; a meteor draws his sword;
The rainbow breaks his seven-coloured chord
And the long strips of river-silver flow:
Awake! Give thyself to the lovely hours.
Drinking their lips, catch thou the dream in flight
About their fragile hairs‘ aerial gold.
Thou art divine, thou livest,—as of old
Apollo springing naked to the light,
And all his island shivered into flowers.
by Trumbull Stickney