Thursday, April 9, 2020

the riverbank..

the riverbank..

we all seek an invulnerable
happiness and peace..
in our seeking we are led
to many currents and bends
on the seeming river of our
lifeline..until that day of
fortune..when we leap to the
bank of the river..and notice
the stillness and peace of a
new recognize now
I am the bank..have always
been..and that old river now
through Me..passes in review...

"Throughout the earth there are ancient forms, forms incorruptible and eternal; any one of them could be the symbol I sought. A mountain could be the speech of the god, or a river or the empire or the configuration of the stars. But in the process of the centuries the mountain is leveled and the river will change its course, empires experience mutilation and havoc and the configuration of the stars varies. There is change in the firmament. The mountain and the star are individuals and individuals perish. I sought something more tenacious, more invulnerable. I thought of the generations of cereals, of grasses, or birds, of men. Perhaps the magic would be written on my face, perhaps I myself was the end of my search.”

- Jorge Luis Borges (1899 - 1986)
Labyrinths: Selected Stories and Other Writings

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