Hoàng-Ân
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A WALK IN A NIGHT OF
THE FREEDOM OF TEMPORARY
SANITY
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i walked, steps light, into the night
still with my sunglasses on, afraid
of some kind of exposure to the light of the street lamps
the moon, and the warm houses of "normal"
families eatting supper
along the street side-walk.
The fragrant of night blooms fragranting deep into
the dark air is making me feel that it is from
my very own self ...and I float...
in the perfume of the night..!!
Temporary sanity is slowly permeating through me,
...or is it???
Freedom from my mind is so too very a-relative concept
in my mental aspiration of my being that
I have become suspicious of being able to
finally achieved that beautiful and wondrous state of
being "saned"..!!
But bathing in the fragranted golden moonlight
and the perfume of the nightblooms:
let just
believe for a moment that I have
gained
a precious state of:
...temporary sanity..!!
WILLIAM THOMPSON (1712-1766)
THE HAPPY LIFE
A book, a friend, a song, a glass,
A chaste, yet laughter-loving lass,
To mortals various joys impart,
Inform the sense, and warm the heart.
Thrice happy they, who careless laid
Beneath a kind-embowering shade,
With rosy wreaths their temples crown,
In rosy wine their sorrow drown.
Begone, ambition, riches, toys,
And splendid cares, and guilty joys--
Give me a book, a friend, a glass,
And a chaste, laughter-loving lass.
