December 2011
18 posts
“Is that my daughter on the phone? Tell her I’m ready to go leaping &...”
– My post-surgery papa to the nurse, woozy on ward 26a!
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It...”
– Rumi (via latikaaaa)
14.12.11 - unease
and i wake up to the sound of my own voice, a cry, boxed and muffled, a half-asleep trampled murmur still tangled up between. and this soft moan feels like a stalwart protest though it doesn’t even make the air flinch.
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love...”
– Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (via ingnarly)
