Nuevo Proyecto

For the past 18+ months, I've been posting excerpts from adventures in my life, snippets of philosophy that I've realized along the way and inspirations drawn from whatever sparks my interest. Every week, save a few periods of hibernation, I've published a post to 7Ply Epic, sharing via Facebook, Twitter and even SnapChat. Displaying my thoughts for the world and for the pure sake of it.

As an aspiring writer, I've recently put more work toward a short story, maybe a series of short stories or even larger projects in the future... And so, quite frankly, I didn't have the time to create any short post of value. So I'll share a poem that I recently read and enjoyed... Completely unrelated to my current outlook on life, but powerful and eloquent nonetheless.

“On the Death of Anne Brontë” by Charlotte Brontë

​There’s little joy in life for me,
And little terror in the grave;
I’ve lived the parting hour to see
Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath,
Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
O’er those belovèd features cast.

The cloud, the stillness that must part
The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart,
To thank Him well and fervently;

Although I knew that we had lost
The hope and glory of our life;
And now, benighted, tempest-tossed,
Must bear alone the weary strife.

Thanks Charlotte,

 - 7Ply Epic