Posted by Ted (other posts) on September 11, 2018 at 19:42:55 Previous Next
In Reply to: Re: Older Guys posted by Anthony on September 11, 2018 at 12:31:03:
: Hello Ted,
: Nice to hear from you. The mane is still there, 5 years without any cutting, and mid-back. I seem to be at terminal length. I am grateful that I have what I have. The "journey" seems to be over, but I keep on washing it when it needs a wash and brushing it.
: Indeed, the first two years are exciting, and it is a part of our self discovery. It brings me to think of that wonderful poem of Thomas Traherne "The Salutation". He makes no mention of hair, but I think we can include it in our sense of wonder on discovering the results of our creation.
: These little limbs,
: These eyes and hands which here I find,
: These rosy cheeks wherewith my life begins,
: Where have ye been? behind
: What curtain were ye from me hid so long?
: Where was, in what abyss, my speaking tongue?
: When silent I
: So many thousand, thousand years
: Beneath the dust did in a chaos lie,
: How could I smiles or tears,
: Or lips or hands or eyes or ears perceive?
: Welcome ye treasures which I now receive.
: I that so long
: Was nothing from eternity,
: Did little think such joys as ear or tongue
: To celebrate or see:
: Such sounds to hear, such hands to feel, such feet,
: Beneath the skies on such a ground to meet.
: New burnished joys,
: Which yellow gold and pearls excel!
: Such sacred treasures are the limbs in boys,
: In which a soul doth dwell;
: Their organizèd joints and azure veins
: More wealth include than all the world contains.
: From dust I rise,
: And out of nothing now awake;
: These brighter regions which salute mine eyes,
: A gift from God I take.
: The earth, the seas, the light, the day, the skies,
: The sun and stars are mine if those I prize.
: Long time before
: I in my mother’s womb was born,
: A God, preparing, did this glorious store,
: The world, for me adorn.
: Into this Eden so divine and fair,
: So wide and bright, I come His son and heir.
: A stranger here
: Strange things doth meet, strange glories see;
: Strange treasures lodged in this fair world appear,
: Strange all and new to me;
: But that they mine should be, who nothing was,
: That strangest is of all, yet brought to pass.
Hi Anthony,
Well I am happy to hear you have achieved at least mid-back length! I would certainly be happy with that length! I am 1 month away from a year since my last haircut. My hair is just brushing my shoulders now. I will post an update photo next month sometime. So far I am happy with how it's growing.
That's a wonderful poem which I also find is fitting to us. Thanks for posting it! Please take care and check in once in a while!
Stay close, Ted