..sonnet 116..

let me not to the marriage of true minds
admit impediments. love is not love
which alters when it alteration finds,
or bends with the remover to remove:

o no! it is an ever-fixed mark
that looks on tempests and is never shaken;
it is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks,
within his bending sickle's compass come:
love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
but bear it out even to the edge of doom.

if this be error and upon me be proved,
i never writ, nor no man ever loved.

-william shakespeare

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

.. f l y ..

"come to the edge"
he said.
they said,
"we are afraid"
"come to the edge"
he said.
they came.
he pushed them.
..and they flew.

-guillaume apollinaire

people never knew what they are capable of doing
they were put to test.
..and when it happens,
they do miracle,
which they never knew they have.

"you can do whatever you put your mind to it"

god bless!!
-guidance, over and out