Changes - It has been so long since i posted something on my blog! So many changes have occurred. A new life, a different dog, but still many dreams flying through ...
31 October 2008
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know.
Four Quartets T.S. Eliot