I’ve been absent… again! Despite promises made to myself, resolutions have been falling by the wayside like summer rain… But I’ve been consumed by life and work, and I’m working on something important, something challenging and life-changing, and incidentally longer than War & Peace. A beautiful line in that work stopped me in my tracks yesterday: ‘Love, though, does not need pockets.’ It was in the context of a discussion on the hunt for happiness and meaning, which so resonated with the philosophy here of making the right mark on the wall of the world that it sparked the poet within. So this is just a wee call out from the darkness to let you know that I’m still here, and soon I’ll be back in force. But here’s the piece of poetry in the meantime…
Love does not need pockets
A man of wisdom said
When you’re in your burial shroud
You may think you are dead
But what is it you’ve left behind?
Have you made a mark?
Your holidays and fancy cars
They were just a lark
But love you gave and love you sowed
That won’t ever stale
And love you received in return
Goes with you through the veil