[Colonel_Flagg]

Hello, all!

Here's this morning's offering ..

Often rebuked, yet always back returning
Often rebuked, yet always back returning
To those first feelings that were born with me,
And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning
For idle dreams of things which cannot be:
Today, I will not seek the shadowy region;
Its unsustaining vastness waxes drear;
And visions rising, legion after legion,
Bring the unreal world too strangely near.
I'll walk, but not in old heroic traces,
And not in paths of high morality,
And not among the half-distinguished faces,
The clouded forms of long-past history.
I'll walk where my own nature would be leading:
It vexes me to choose another guide:
Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding;
Where the wild wind blows on the mountain-side.
What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?
More glory, and more grief, than I can tell:
The earth that wakes one human heart to feeling
Can centre both the worlds of Heaven and Hell.

Emily Brontë

[Soaring Feather]

Emily Brontë

Good morning Colonel. I love this poem. It has a defiant attitude much like mine.

How are you feeling today?

[SAMWolf]

Morning Colonel. Feeling better?

[snippy_about_it]

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading:

Take a walk on the wild side. Good choice today Colonel. Words to live by, imo.

Hope you are feeling better today.