It occurred to me on the anniversary of my broken toe (and a “skelegrow” reference in a past status on Facebook 😛 ), that it’s been 2 years since I started this blog. Happy blogoversary to me…..I am now a toddler blogger.
I haven’t been writing that much lately. It’s partly a function of being busy as ever but it’s more than just that. There is plenty I want to talk about and say but things are getting so busy and complicated in my head sometimes that it’s hard to share things in a concise way.
I came across Plato’s quote (above) a few weeks ago on a chalk board of a cafe somewhere on my way across town. It really resonates with me because it sums up how I have been feeling in my 40s. I don’t see the meaning of “lover” in romantic sense but more of finding your groove so to speak.
Anyway….I think I will celebrate with a poem of my own. Perhaps one day it will be a song too. I really should start composing again sooner or later.
A song without (many) words.
Rachel Sag (24/2/17)
The more I learn, the more I grow,
The more I think, the less I know.
The more I see, the more I do,
The more I find the person who,
I knew was there, but didn’t know,
Or dream how far I’d have to go.
The more I seek, the more find,
The person I have left behind.
A somebody so unaware;
A someone who was barely there.
A ghostly shadow; Can you see
The shell of someone who once was me?
I recognise but don’t repent,
The hours and minutes as misspent.
The journey traversed over time,
Brought her to me and onto mine.
I now lead on with steady stride,
‘Til I can join and walk beside,
The person who will look at me,
And wonder who she used to be.