Dark Rivers of the Heart

Quick and easy today. Another poem from The Book of Counted Sorrows, by Dean Koontz.

All of us are travelers lost,

our tickets arranged at a cost

unknown but beyond our means.

This odd itinerary of scenes

--enigmatic, strange, unreal--

leaves us unsure how to feel.

No postmortem journey is rife

with more mystery than life.

Tremulous skeins of destiny

flutter so ethereally

around me--but then I feel

its embrace is that of steel.

On the road that I have taken,

one day, walking, I awaken,

amazed to see where I have come,

where I'm going, where I'm from.

This is not the path I thought.

This is not the place I sought.

This is not the dream I bought,

just a fever of fate I've caught.

I'll change highways in a while,

at the crossroads, one more mile.

My path is lit by my own fire.

I'm going only where I desire.

On the road that I have taken,

one day, walking, I awaken.

One day, walking, I awaken,

on the road that I have taken.

Out of Darkness, Into Faith

Here is your quote of the day:

Hope is the destination that we seek.
Love is the road that leads to hope.
Courage is the motor that drives us.
We travel out of darkness into faith.

This is also from Dean Koontz's Book of Counted Sorrows. I like the sound of it, that is all.

Counted Sorrows

It's time for the Quote of the Day!

We can embrace love; it's not too late.

Why do we sleep, instead, with hate?

Belief requires no suspension to see that Hell is our invention.

We make Hell real; we stoke its fires.

And in its flames our hope expires.

Heaven, too, is merely our creation.

We can grant ourselves our own salvation.

All that's required is imagination.

This poem comes from Dean Koontz's The Book of Counted Sorrows. Most of his earlier novels started off with a quote from this "book". Don't be surprised to see more quotes from Koontz on here. He is one of my favorite authors.

This poem, unlike a Shakespearean sonnet (something else you will see alot of on here), is pretty much self-explanatory. We believe in Heaven and Hell, but what we don't realize is that we can create both for ourselves here on Earth, while we are still living our lives. These concepts are not mutually exclusive to an afterlife. "We make Hell real." Hell is watching your best friend walk away, not knowing if he will ever come home from the war that he is being shipped off to. Hell is watching a loved one go down a dangerous road that will most definitely lead to a miserable and hard life; and there is nothing you can do to stop it. Hell is waking up in the morning and not having any real reason to get out of bed. "Hell is our invention." However, Heaven is ours to have here, as well. Every one's Hells and Heavens are different. What matters is that we do what we can to create Heaven for ourselves and for others, everyday. Also something to note, you should never take away or judge someone's Heaven, no matter how different it is from your own.