Keeping the dream alive
Tonight the rain is falling
full of memories,
of people and places
and while the past is calling
in my fantasy,
I remember their faces.
I hear myself recalling
things you said to me.
The night it all started,
and still the rain is falling
makes me feel the way,
I felt when we parted...
The game would never be over
because we are keeping the dream alive.
Here is something one of my brothers quoted in his letter to me/us many years ago;
ReplyDeleteRobert Frost (1874 - 1963).
Mountain Interval. 1920.
The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
--Basically, sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. Best wishes and good luck with everything.
Avinash