We live only in communion, not only with our present, but with the past and future. We are haunted by a whole poetry of living, With half remembered lullabies and the sound of swallows and released and the smell of roses in the summer garden.
Living is not as simple as we think. We shouldn’t be so surprised at our perpetual disquiet and pathological restlessness for we are haunted,by a whole poetry of living that doesn’t allow us to be easily inside the present moment. Too many things that have nothing to do with the present moment constantly invade our consciousness.
We are Chained Souls!
Our hearts sense things, remember things, and connect to things in ways that we don’t necessarily want and these half-remembered, half-thought, and half-felt feelings forever keep us from being comfortably inside our own skins.
They bring the past and future into our present and they chain our souls to worlds beyond us.