Slip away

Understand, I’ll slip quietly
Away from the noisy crowd
When I see the pale
Stars rising, blooming over the oaks.
I’ll pursue solitary pathways
Through the pale twilit meadows,
With only this one dream:

You come too.

Rainer Maria Rilke, from “First Poems”

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Hold fast…

Wonderful picture of Arran in the snow, taken by Kirsty Smith from the Arran Mountain Rescue Team while out walking with her dog Cassie (11.2.14) from the Ardrossan & Saltcoats Herald on Facebook

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Langston Hughes