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“Let me rephrase,” he added, sharper than barbed steel. “I’m coming with you.”
“Excuse me?” Solara came to a sudden stop, forcing him to do the same. “You’ll go wherever I send you.”
“I’m not—”
“Don’t interrupt.”
He sealed his lips shut.
“Our relationship is simple,” she told him. “I say ‘Jump,’ and you say ‘Through which window, Miss Brooks?’ You don’t make demands of me. Are we clear?”
― Starflight
“Excuse me?” Solara came to a sudden stop, forcing him to do the same. “You’ll go wherever I send you.”
“I’m not—”
“Don’t interrupt.”
He sealed his lips shut.
“Our relationship is simple,” she told him. “I say ‘Jump,’ and you say ‘Through which window, Miss Brooks?’ You don’t make demands of me. Are we clear?”
― Starflight
“A poem by Margot Bickel
A little peace
within the last hours of the almost bygone day
a little silence
between the days
so that the nascent yesterday does not get in the past
and tomorrow is lived for today ”
―
A little peace
within the last hours of the almost bygone day
a little silence
between the days
so that the nascent yesterday does not get in the past
and tomorrow is lived for today ”
―
“Before my last exhale,
Before the curtain falls,
Before the last flower wilts,
I intend to live fully,
I intend to love without inhibition,
I intend to be.
In this cruel world,
In this era steeped in hatred and grudge,
In this age filled with disasters,
I want to be in the presence of those who need me,
Whom I need,
Who are worthy of reverence?
So that I can discover,
Be mesmerized,
And understand anew,
All that I am,
All that I can be,
All that I want to be.
So that the days don’t pass me by in meaningless void,
The hours become alive,
And the moments gain significance.
When I laugh,
When I cry,
When I am silent,
I am journeying towards you,
Towards myself,
Towards the divine.
For it is an unknown path,
Full of thorns,
And ebbs and flows.
A path that upon taking,
Upon which I have already stepped foot,
There is no return,
Until I have seen the blossoming of the flowers,
Until I have heard the rivers roar,
Until I have been awed by the beauty of life.
Now death can find me,
Now I can carry on with the journey,
Now I can say that I have lived.”
― سکوت سرشار از ناگفتههاست
Before the curtain falls,
Before the last flower wilts,
I intend to live fully,
I intend to love without inhibition,
I intend to be.
In this cruel world,
In this era steeped in hatred and grudge,
In this age filled with disasters,
I want to be in the presence of those who need me,
Whom I need,
Who are worthy of reverence?
So that I can discover,
Be mesmerized,
And understand anew,
All that I am,
All that I can be,
All that I want to be.
So that the days don’t pass me by in meaningless void,
The hours become alive,
And the moments gain significance.
When I laugh,
When I cry,
When I am silent,
I am journeying towards you,
Towards myself,
Towards the divine.
For it is an unknown path,
Full of thorns,
And ebbs and flows.
A path that upon taking,
Upon which I have already stepped foot,
There is no return,
Until I have seen the blossoming of the flowers,
Until I have heard the rivers roar,
Until I have been awed by the beauty of life.
Now death can find me,
Now I can carry on with the journey,
Now I can say that I have lived.”
― سکوت سرشار از ناگفتههاست
Peachy’s 2025 Year in Books
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