" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Saturday, December 13, 2003
one year soldier
one year has passed since my induction into this
evolution into "manhood". and how do i celebrate
it ? by doing duty in camp. i'm typing this in the middle
of nowhere, in a small room in an empty camp. this is
somewhat the first time im performing duty in this camp.
maybe it's symbolic in a way, but then again, it aint
raining. no mood to type anything much now,
will probably add in more when i'm back in civilisation.
*sighz* ... ORD LOR !!! one and a half year more to go.
maybe now the wind will calm
but that is only a hope i bear
maybe now the rain will cease
and with it the rainbow i seek
to me a dream that will pass
a life that goes away in the end
a cynic they say,
these dream chasers claim
but far they are from the ship
that carries their dreams
i'm one that follows the wind
for where the wind blows
the ship will be
for there is a ocean
between those who chase
and those who dare to dream
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