Darwin suggested,
‘we suffer, sometimes terribly but not in vain’.

Quote from Star Trek V. The Final Frontier.
Capt. Kirk speaking to Dr. McCoy “Bones”
                                     “... I need my pain!”


              So perhaps we do, for what
                  is the measure of our joy,
                  what the glory of light
            If we have never seen the night.

                            GW Brooks 01-21-10
Where is the Dream, The Dreamer,
  What was it he saw when last he dreamt,
Or did he dream at all; or unable to recall
  Waking to the morrow but just another day?

He did say, “ ... yesterday is all but forgotten
  and tomorrow never comes, its always today.
But know, that tomorrow is remembered if
  it is we dream and remember what was dreamt.
Yesterday never leaves if we believe in the one
  most important thing in life . . . our self!”

“The ‘Self’ isn’t so easily carried, worn or defined.
  my self isn’t yours nor yours mine or another’s.
Are then dreams a place we look into or from, or
  are just yours or mine or are they something more?”

“If the Dreamer dreams and tells, is it a remembrance
   or a wish, hope or the mind sorting yesterday.
Then if it is that the dreams prove true or seems to
   did it that we believed and brought it to the morrow?” 
Too many questions leads not to a belief or a founding
   and when I said so, the Dreamer smiled, saying, “Now
You have learned; and the dreams are dreamt by all or
   one for none stand or sleep alone.” Then closed his eyes.

                                   GW Brooks 08-20-09

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Some years the snow falls

                    cold, it drizzles – icing
 but not many,
                  and this year
                             it snowed.
Just a little, and
                  then again
           and once more to say
      Winter has come
                  to claim its season.
Tracks reveal the travel of
                   life we seldom see.
Tiny feet from nooks and cover,
            turkeys' end with flight.
And so the snow
         reads; falling
                     light, falling heavy,
         by winters end eight
                                    feet deep
         and no more room to shovel.
And then, the Spring and Summer
        no ice, no snow,
                       but there are
                                         memories.
G W Brooks 12-15-09
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   As Earth bows
          to the Sun, its rays strike
             no glancing blow but are absorbed
                                              in full measure; (we here where winter comes and goes)
        are gifted with
                              life’s full pleasure. Blades of grass,
                                                       leaving trees and shoots all green of the freshest hue … all new.
                                                                                                                                  We too awake
                                                                                                                                      and find the Spring,
                                                                                                                                                 . . . and hope!

                                                                                                                                        GW Brooks 04-18-09

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Once I laughed so hard
      I cried, and wiped the
                           tear away.
      and summer passed
              and fall
               and winter came
                 and nearly passed
                                     nearly,
    but before it did
                     it snowed again.
It may have been the wind
            or my turning to look
                                   or both -
        suddenly a snowflake
               melted at the
                     corner of my eye.
        It made me laugh
            I don't know why
                      but I did
           and as I wiped it away
                       I knew Spring's coming
                would be okay.
I turned fully then, snow
        stopped falling,
                    by afternoon it was
                sunny. 
. . . and I laughed again.

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