Thanks Heather. Just to add to your collection of inspired writing...
Many years ago, not long after my parents died, I was sitting on a tube and read the Poem on the Underground opposite me. It was called Sometimes by Sheenagh Pugh. I can't remember many lines but it began with the proposition
Sometimes things don't go, after all, from bad to worse
and talked about people turning away from war, a good person being elected, the resilience of nature in spite of all. It didn't feel gooey or sentimental, it recognised the horror that humans are capable of, but also offered hope that we need to go on living when things are tough.
The final line brought me to tears - and still does. I've just looked it up.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrows that seemed hard frozen. May it happen for you.
But don't forget, sometimes we also need to rage. Not all the time, though, because that way madness lies. It feels like life can, at times, be a balancing act between the two.
'rage' and 'hope' on a mug might do it for me. thanks Heather, for this read.
Thanks, Lu! And that would make a *great* mug…or hand tattoos… ;)
Thanks Heather. Just to add to your collection of inspired writing...
Many years ago, not long after my parents died, I was sitting on a tube and read the Poem on the Underground opposite me. It was called Sometimes by Sheenagh Pugh. I can't remember many lines but it began with the proposition
Sometimes things don't go, after all, from bad to worse
and talked about people turning away from war, a good person being elected, the resilience of nature in spite of all. It didn't feel gooey or sentimental, it recognised the horror that humans are capable of, but also offered hope that we need to go on living when things are tough.
The final line brought me to tears - and still does. I've just looked it up.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrows that seemed hard frozen. May it happen for you.
Oh, Mark. That’s really lovely. Thanks so much for sharing this.
Some thoughtful insights in dealing with the vagaries life presents to us:
"Sometimes the universe does unfold as it should, and sometimes we have to accept that things happen in our lives that are pretty awful."
But don't forget, sometimes we also need to rage. Not all the time, though, because that way madness lies. It feels like life can, at times, be a balancing act between the two.