Monday, August 30, 2004

Blizzard















I am Blizzard,
I am Rain,
I wash the world,
And scream again,
I consume all the sorrows past,
And within,
Cosmos,
Vast, lost, windswept steel,
Riding on a broken wheel,
I'd give anything to feel,
I hate and I cry, I scream and I die,
And then I am reborn again,
I smile and I sigh,
Softly will I sing,
Heartily laugh,
Dance with joy.
I am Blossoms,
I am Spring.

The World

"The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of matter and of the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness."
-Andre Malraux