Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
This week's topic: Fleeting
A fleeting comet sweeps across the sky. The lovers wish for they're love to be eternal...
But on earth, with Time chasing us, everything is fleeting. Echoing Robert Browning's words:
"Infine passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn."
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.