The Tuesday Stew.

.....Saw this on a daily Live Journal quote feed: "The hardest thing about 'everything happens for a reason' is waiting for the reason to come along." I tell myself that line about 'everything happens for a reason' all the time and pretty much feel the same way as I can be a very unpatient person. I think I hang out with Gwen too much. :-)

.....Feeling very unmotivated this morning to do things on the official 'to do' list, so I worked on Sonnetry, thought about things, and watched bad TV instead. Here are the results:

Celestial fires shine fiercely in her eyes.
A mystical mosaic beckoning.
Lights to guide the paths of the searching wise,
Set in a face resolved in reckoning.

A toss moved Heaven's pools in ripples wide.
The ebony waves flowing raptures joy.
They followed laughter and with them abide,
As gifts she prepared to give as a foy.

The constellations spoke of journey's end,
A rainbow path to the lands of the sun.
Entranced I followed this way that did wend.
The Lady's virtuous call it did run.

The labyrinth of life a journey fair.
When destined to find wondrous beauty rare.

.....A 'foy' is a Scottish term for a gift, or a drink, or a present that is often given at a wedding or other joyous occasion. I read the term the other day in an archaeology article of all places and it struck me as interesting. I'd never seen it before (that I could remember) :-).

.....Now it really is time to do something productive, or I'll just feel badly at the end of the day. :-)

.....Aaron / Arontius.