" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Sunday, November 21, 2004
random thoughts: a take on life
the walls are indifferent with their unnerving white
it's a overcast sky with a stream of light
cautiously through the panes it slips
an unfamiliar guest 'tween the walls
no sound came from the thief as it crept across the room
no sound came from the room; it kept watch
life is like a cookie jar, dont get your hand stuck in it.
the waves rise and fall,
there is a song amongst them.
carriers of hopes and dreams
how lofty these ships are
as they forged forlorn through the tempest.
alas my body resides in the eye
my mind's estranged from its vessal.
"drop the anchor be done and rest,"
the sirens enticed with such voices so soothing.
imagine, dream
what a wonder
I close my eyes
Only for a moment
And the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
Same old song
Just a drop of water
In an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground
Though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Now, don't hang on
Nothing last forever,
But the earth and sky,
It slips away
And all your money
Won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind