To thine own self be true
‘To thine own self be true’
Polonius, Act 1 Scene 3, Hamlet
MICHAEL STEWART
‘To thine own self be true’
Polonius, Act 1 Scene 3, Hamlet
Every action changes our fate.
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…
Seize today, for none of our tomorrows are guaranteed.
It begins where it ends…in nothingness. A nightmare born from deepest fears, coming to me unguarded…whispering images unlocked from time and distance. A soul unbound – touched by others but never held. On a course charted by some unseen hand. The journey ahead promising no more than my past reflecting back upon me. Until at…