|Dietre Henrich Abendroth (sonataind) wrote in repose,|
@ 2020-05-24 11:20:00
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If only the beauty of spring would continue on through summer minus the miserable heat. I am not looking forward to it. Aside from that, well… I won’t jinx myself by saying anything more than life is relatively decent.
I have not posted anything in a while, so I thought I’d share something a little different than my usual.
Out of the mid-wood's twilight
Into the meadow's dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,
Flashes my Faun!
He skips through the copses singing,
And his shadow dances along,
And I know not which I should follow,
Shadow or song!
O Hunter, snare me his shadow!
O Nightingale, catch me his strain!
Else moonstruck with music and madness
I track him in vain!
- Oscar Wilde