Those unfulfilled dreams: a burden my soul carries.
A load is heavy, and I am at the end of my journey.
This is the grim truth; dawned upon facing reality.
Didn't free myself when I could have; a real tragedy.
Knowing this, why am I attached to such absurdity?
Optimism: a force that spawns my new dreams.
Grandiose schemes of ambitions; they blind my vision.
I ignore the reminders of calamitous past failures.
Plunge into new, and uncharted quests; but why?
The burden hasn't lessoned, and yet I desire;
Fulfillment of dreams! Is it "Amor Fati"?*
Is this destiny beckoning me, or am I insane?
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Author Notes
'Amor Fati', the Latin phrase means,"Love for fate(destiny). It was Friedrich Nietzsche who made it famous in "Why I Am So Clever". The poet is explaining to his alter ego, why late in his life he still hankers for fulfillment of his dreams.
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