I dream in long ago When kings and queen ruled host of splederous armies And virtue reclined upon her cloudy throne The stars Verily, verily they enflamed the blackened heavens Quite unlike these garrish lamps Fashioned by unfeeling machines Here those steel beasts exist only in oblivion Here remain for thee delights of the hands Sharing of cups The breaking of loaves baked with The yeast of brotherhood Prior to science Faith was sooth Now nothing can return to its former radiance.
MinorHeaven · Tue May 13, 2008 @ 01:01am · 0 Comments |