Ulysses - Lord Tennyson

I am a part of all that I have met;

Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'

Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades

For ever and forever when I move.

How dull it is to pause, to make an end,

To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!

As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life

Were all too little, and of one to me

Little remains: but every hour is saved

From that eternal silence, something more,

A bringer of new things; and vile it were

For some three suns to store and hoard myself,

And this gray spirit yearning in desire

To follow knowledge like a sinking star,

Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

- Tennyson

All time favourite runoni. Rakastan tuota. Se on osa pidemmästä Ulysses runosta. "I am a part of all that I have met." Sitähän tämä elämä on. Kaikki se, minkä elämme, on osa meitä ja muovaa meitä. Taitoa on ottaa kaikesta koetusta opiksi ja mennä eteenpäin. Huonotkin kokemukset muovaavat meitä mutta ne eivät välttämättä ole pahasta. Elämä on ylä- ja alamäkiä mutta pitää katsoa kokemusten läpi eteenpäin.