Today, I decided for one of the dilemma's paths. <br />But then I remebered some Mr. James T. Adair's words, he once wrote to me. His spirit is in this poem. <br /> <br /> <br />ACTS OR WORDS? II <br /> <br />As for the dilemma that was haunting me, <br />I chose ACTING: magic mist, hiding my lack of strength. <br />I wrote on a piece of paper: my mind and heart, <br />and I handed it to him, holding my breath. <br />He chose WORDS, serious, aliens, foreigns for him. <br /> <br />I know now, that, my words, though heart-felt, <br />would have been blurry, tearful in my mouth, <br />and not clear, or sutil, as flowing from a swan. <br /> <br />But still....true love, against all odds, <br />masters the arts of kindly waiting without expecting, <br />and swimmnig in the Life River, letting himself flows, <br />having touching other lives, and.... who knows? <br /> <br />La Finita<br /><br />Laa Finita<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acts-and-words-ii/
