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.
Nothing or everything?
When everything is lost, nothing is gained.
When nothing is lost, nothing is gained.
When nothing is lost, everything is gained.
When everything is lost, everything is gained.
Everything or nothing?
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| Voice of a Songbird |
