Dee
"Teardrops feel like showers
There's nothing I can't see
Lying awake for hours
Time stands still around me
Teardrops feel like showers
I thought I was free
Lying awake for hours
With just your broken flowers"
- Broken Flowers - Danny L. Harle
"How sweet I roam'd from field to field,
And tasted all the summer's pride,
'Till I the prince of love beheld,
Who in the sunny beams did glide!
He shew'd me lilies for my hair,
And blushing roses for my brow;
He led me through his gardens fair,
Where all his golden pleasures grow.
With sweet May dews my wings were wet,
And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage;
He caught me in his silken net,
And shut me in his golden cage.
He loves to sit and hear me sing,
Then, laughing, sports and plays with me;
Then stretches out my golden wing,
And mocks my loss of liberty."
- How sweet I roam'd from field to field - William Blake
I
Steal a look.
See how beautiful they are?
An Orchid and a Saint.
An Orchid must be plucked.
A Saint must be martyred.
We all must make sacrifices.
That is why we're here.
But why am I here?
I see, I see.
No logs found!
| Voice of a Songbird |
