On a break.

As I am on a break, I have been taking it easy. Posting is a pain. Instead, I have been reading good deal of Frost and watching the Discovery Channel.
My room will be clean by the time family members arrive, and that will be my greatest accomplishment of the last year. Not that I have done so little but that it is such an enormous task. In my absence I will leave you with this:

Frost:
Bond and Free

Love has earth to which she clings
With hills and circling arms about--
Wall within wall to shut fear out.
But Thought has need of no such things,
For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings.

On snow and sand and turn, I see
Where Love has left a printed trace
With straining in the world's embrace.
And such is Love and glad to be
But Thought has shaken his ankles free.

Thought cleaves the interstellar gloom
And sits in Sirius' disc all night,
Till day makes him retrace his flight
With smell of burning on every plume,
Back past the sun to an earthly room.

His gains in heaven are what they are.
Yet some say Love by being thrall
And simply staying possesses all
In several beauty that Thought fares far
To find fused in another star.


I think I have run into that poem on more occasions than I ever expected to, and it still brings me pleasure.

Peace.