<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Reflection on despatches</title><link>https://icle.es/tags/reflection/</link><description>Recent content in Reflection on despatches</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2025 19:43:17 +0100</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://icle.es/tags/reflection/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>An Accidental Life</title><link>https://icle.es/2011/04/01/an-accidental-life/</link><pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2011 16:13:01 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://icle.es/2011/04/01/an-accidental-life/</guid><description>&lt;p>My past that I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to face&lt;br>
and I kept running and running&lt;br>
looking back now,&lt;br>
I ran across some very unusual people&lt;br>
some very unusual circumstances&lt;br>
I never stopped&lt;br>
Even when I smelled the roses, the coffee&lt;br>
I still kept running&lt;/p>
&lt;p>And now I see that I have reached the top,&lt;br>
the very top of a mountain,&lt;br>
and I see it all,&lt;br>
the life I led.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Standing here looking down on the life I led,&lt;br>
I can&amp;rsquo;t help but feel a little envious,&lt;br>
of the life that I myself led,&lt;br>
looking back with the sun shining on my back&lt;br>
and a tear in my eye&lt;/p></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My past that I didn&rsquo;t want to face<br>
and I kept running and running<br>
looking back now,<br>
I ran across some very unusual people<br>
some very unusual circumstances<br>
I never stopped<br>
Even when I smelled the roses, the coffee<br>
I still kept running</p>
<p>And now I see that I have reached the top,<br>
the very top of a mountain,<br>
and I see it all,<br>
the life I led.</p>
<p>Standing here looking down on the life I led,<br>
I can&rsquo;t help but feel a little envious,<br>
of the life that I myself led,<br>
looking back with the sun shining on my back<br>
and a tear in my eye</p>
<p>This accidental life that I led,<br>
all because I was running,<br>
away from something.</p>
<p>It might just be time.<br>
Time to face that past, <br>
that which I&rsquo;m running from,<br>
And stop running</p>
<p>Standing at the edge of this cliff,<br>
perhaps its time,<br>
to let it all go.\</p>
<p>Perhaps its time to take a leap of faith,<br>
and let myself fly<br>
and for the first time,<br>
not away from something,<br>
not towards something&hellip;<br>
but to just fly..</p>
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&lt;p>💡 &lt;strong>Note&lt;/strong>&lt;br>
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007&lt;/p>&lt;/blockquote>
&lt;p>I knew it my heart,&lt;br>
even though I doubted it,&lt;br>
now and again.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>My love was not for a purpose,&lt;br>
it simply was.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I knew this but I forgot.\&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I wanted nothing back,&lt;br>
I wanted nothing forward.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I just wanted to be,&lt;br>
I just wanted to love.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It is easy to get confused,&lt;br>
Who loves?&lt;/p></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote>
<p>💡 <strong>Note</strong><br>
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007</p></blockquote>
<p>I knew it my heart,<br>
even though I doubted it,<br>
now and again.</p>
<p>My love was not for a purpose,<br>
it simply was.</p>
<p>I knew this but I forgot.\</p>
<p>I wanted nothing back,<br>
I wanted nothing forward.</p>
<p>I just wanted to be,<br>
I just wanted to love.</p>
<p>It is easy to get confused,<br>
Who loves?</p>
<p>Is it me, my heart, my soul?\</p>
<p>Is it wrong that I miss her?\</p>
<p>To be with her fills me with joy,<br>
fills me with happiness,</p>
<p>Is that not selfish?</p>
<p>Should I not let her be?</p>
<p>Let her do what she wants?</p>
<p>as long as it makes her happy!</p>
<p>Indeed, but I still miss her,<br>
and all I want to do,<br>
is what I can to make her smile,<br>
to bring a little joy into her life.\</p>
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