|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Helen of Troy And Other Poems by Sara Teasdale:
As all the dreams I had.
The world is tired, the year is old,
The little leaves are glad to die,
The wind goes shivering with cold
Among the rushes dry.
Our love is dying like the grass,
And we who kissed grow coldly kind,
Half glad to see our poor love pass
Like leaves along the wind.
A Song of the Princess
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling:
said he. They shook hands all round, and asked questions.
'You've wintered well,' he said after a while, and looked them
up and down. 'Nothing much wrong with you, seemingly.'
'They've put us into boots,' said Una. 'Look at my feet -
they're all pale white, and my toes are squidged together awfully.'
'Yes - boots make a difference.' Puck wriggled his brown,
square, hairy foot, and cropped a dandelion flower between the
big toe and the next.
'I could do that - last year,' Dan said dismally, as he tried and
failed. 'And boots simply ruin one's climbing.'
'There must be some advantage to them, I suppose,'said Puck,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dreams & Dust by Don Marquis:
Our eyes sting hot with dead men's tears;
We are ourselves, but not ourselves,
Born heirs, but serfs, to all the years!
I rode with Nimrod . . . strove at Troy . . .
A slave I stood in Crowning Tyre,
A queen looked on me and I loved
And died to compass my desire.
EARTH loves to gibber o'er her dross,
Her golden souls, to waste;
The cup she fills for her god-men