Have You Ever Heard of Rosenberg?

Today, while taking my IB Literature final I realized that poetry pretty much couldn't be a more stunning form of writing. I had to analyze " The Wasps' Nest" by James L. Rosenberg. While I struggled with the thesis, I kept finding new things within the poem that I hadn't noticed the time before. It was kind of awesome. I kept thinking that the relationship between man and insect had never been so classically put into words. His message about thriving in life even though there are looming dangers all around us made me want to write something that would make people think like he made me think. Life. He was the power-holder, the foreboding human force that could have easily destroyed the wasp nest. Have you ever thought of something like that? How, everyday we face potential dangers yet we continue to thrive and love. Until the end of the day, when we reset ourselves so we can do it all over again. And which overcomes which? Do we acknowledge the negative possibilities of our every day lives? Or do we just keep loving as hard as we can and live (if we're lucky) to see the stars one more time.It's hard not to take advantage of the things that have been thriving around us each and every day. But when you really think about it, we're all protecting each other, checking up on each other, because somehow, deep down we all secretly know of the possibilities that every day brings. As I sit here with my dog's head in my lap, I wonder what if tonight is the last time I get to see the stars? That tonight is the last time I'll walk up my stairs to my bedroom thinking I'll see another shining day. As I assume, and hope that this is all true, I question whether I've lived as happy as I could have and if I had to burst into stardust tonight...if I'd be satisfied with myself. The answer is no. So, this blog is a journey. I'm going to live happier and live up to the kind of joyful life that should have started from day one. All of this, so that if I am swept off this earth I can smile and head for the stars. No regrets. Just love.