When one's soul isnt at rest,everything else seems to refuse to fall into place. Idislike this feeling but why does it seem to be happening to me? I know of people who just couldnt care and they're doing fine if not better than me.
And then i'm remembered of the passage i read a couple of days ago-- about two kinds of people. I wanted to blog it down then but i realised it's not really that significant. And now i'm seeing the meaning behind it and am desperately trying to locate the pages, but to no avail.
I'll find it later, when im done with tuition.
Help. I'm restless and have lost my focus.
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THE TWO TREES
by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
ELOVED, gaze in thine own heart,
The holy tree is growing there;
From joy the holy branches start,
And all the trembling flowers they bear.
The changing colours of its fruit
Have dowered the stars with merry light;
The surety of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the night;
The shaking of its leafy head
Has given the waves their melody,
And made my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
There the Loves a circle go,
The flaming circle of our days,
Gyring, spiring to and fro
In those great ignorant leafy ways;
Remembering all that shaken hair
And how the wingèd sandals dart,
Thine eyes grow full of tender care:
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart.
Gaze no more in the bitter glass
The demons, with their subtle guile,
Lift up before us when they pass,
Or only gaze a little while;
For there a fatal image grows
That the stormy night receives,
Roots half hidden under snows,
Broken boughs and blackened leaves.
For all things turn to barrenness
In the dim glass the demons hold,
The glass of outer weariness,
Made when God slept in times of old.
There, through the broken branches, go
The ravens of unresting thought;
Flying, crying, to and fro,
Cruel claw and hungry throat,
Or else they stand and sniff the wind,
And shake their ragged wings; alas!
Thy tender eyes grow all unkind:
Gaze no more in the bitter glass.
So i guess there'll always be two trees eh? They only way to chop one down is to chop both down coz both trees are one tree.
So i guess the moral of the story is to know when the tree has turned bad so that actions can be taken to heal it back. =)
getting there...
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