Oh, to live a life such as this//Where our actions are mellifluous...
That night, as I laid bed, stories running through my mind, with a groan and creak, I lifted my head, then I understood, and I cried
Not a one deserves to be proud except servants and benevolent kings
Tread the world with light-footed dreams
Be all that is aught, and a touch of what is naught
Do not allow the tempest zephyr streams
To knock your block into being caught-sought...
A thousand lives pass by thirty-thousand and six feet below and yet I think it's me wasting away because for every mile passed, I'm less than a minute older and yet a lifetime closer to the places imagination takes us. In this moment of muted melody I come by scraps of peace and,... Continue Reading →