Should I clasp Your outstretched hands from worlds above, my earthly sorrow to cease - or will You deny me another gift hence, (having thwarted your first), saying, I deserve the grief? What heat is this, my present state - all discomfort, all despair, no zest for life, no faith in fate, where ‘fair is… Continue reading The Thought
Tag: Macbeth
At Sea
“I am in blood, stepped in so far, that should I wade no more- returning were as tedious as go o’er…” - William Shakespeare’s, Macbeth. Yet, there is a part of me that wants to stop. To give in to the waters and become a stone-cold statue at the bottom of the ocean, but the… Continue reading At Sea