Now that SYTYCD is over, we get to get back to Freebee Fridays!! Yay!
So, I thought I’d kick it off with a bang. This is my favorite episode of The X-Files and happens to have this is a great poem in it. Everytime I listen to it, it just tugs at my heart, and I’m not sure why. I think it’s a combination of things. David Duchoveny does a such a superb job reading it, and I really do love Robert Browning.
So, enjoy!
At times I almost dream
I too have spent a life the sages’ way,
And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance
I perished in an arrogant self-reliance Ages ago; and in that act a prayer For one more chance went up so earnest, so Instinct with better light let in by death, That life was blotted out — not so completely But scattered wrecks enough of it remain, Dim memories, as now, when once more seems
The goal in sight again.
–Robert Browning, Precursor to Paracelsus II
–Me
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