If I falter
“Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our feet. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us.”
Aleksey Pleshcheyev (1825-1893)
MICHAEL STEWART
MICHAEL STEWART
“Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our feet. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us.”
Aleksey Pleshcheyev (1825-1893)
Oh man, we are so many people, living different lives under turbulent times. Oh man, we don’t know good from evil. Looking through our eyes is the burden of lives. Simply Red – So Many People
Everything around us, this day to day existence, stops us from being who we really are.
Every action changes our fate.
But sometimes illumination comes to our rescue at the very moment when all seems lost; we have knocked at every door and they open on nothing until, at last, we stumble unconsciously against the only one through which we can enter the kingdom we have sought in vain a hundred years – and it opens….
The Winter Palace sleeps in a cold blue dawn of stillness. Oh that it could sleep forever like this, frozen in time. Hard is the soil. Still is the air Gentle the sky And when the morning breaks that it should stay undisturbed. Oh morning do not come and bring your horror. But morning broke…
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage,And then is…