Monday, February 28, 2005
On the passing of a moment..
You shall die by the sword that you sharpened and live by the thoughts that you grazed. When the sublime stoops to meet the mundane, you shall bow down in reverence to greet the victor. And when the floodgates of reason open, you shall say "Ah ! Deja vu.." and let the deluge wipe out that last streak of passion.
You shall die by the sword that you sharpened and live by the thoughts that you grazed. When the sublime stoops to meet the mundane, you shall bow down in reverence to greet the victor. And when the floodgates of reason open, you shall say "Ah ! Deja vu.." and let the deluge wipe out that last streak of passion.
# posted by S @ 1:22 PM
