In spite of everything

Today, whatever the Fates weave

Shall still be worn with beauty by me;

Today then don’t let you be told,

How many chapters of life are turned;

That you are old, and so I am indeed;

Nor think dreams are waned with tears,

And talk of the youth wasted with sighs.

Tomorrow will be always tomorrow

And nothing will change even sorrow. 

But reason brings truth of the truth

An everlasting and brilliant truth,

Which can, in spite of all smirks,

Open your eyes and and my ears

To the evening star twinkling bright 

With sweet soft winds fluting in twilight, 

Made of fire, spirit, and dew like you and me.

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Stephanie Suh

I write stuff of my interest that does not interest anyone in my blog. No grammarians, no copy editors, no marketers, no cynics are welcome.

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