Live the Moment

We spend our lives wishing and hoping... looking for the perfect person, the perfect moment.. trying to make everything perfect... Trying to make memories...

Little do we realize that The moment just slipped by in trying to 'make' the memory !!

Love's arms were wreathed about the neck of Hope,

And Hope kiss'd Love, and Love drew in her breath

In that close kiss and drank her whisper'd tales.

They said that Love would die when Hope was gone.

And Love mourn'd long, and sorrow'd after Hope;

At last she sought out Memory, and they trod

The same old paths where Love had walked with Hope,

And Memory fed the soul of Love with tears. 

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Lover's Tale (1879)