It was we merry fools who set
The noontide devil free
Was it pride or was it folly?
Wearing strength upon our sleeves
Hiding weakness in our hearts.
It was I who looked and fled
From safety's stately bonds
Beneath the dawn of troubled sky
Pregnant curling fronds
Pulling gently me apart.
It was we foolish ones who took
The world into our sorry hands
Breathing hard with eagerness and shook
Our very heartsblood out in straggling bands
Titanic from the very start
Oh stary night of eyes so bright
How we long to look on you once more
With clean unfettered gaze
Oh hallowed moon in lushness looming
Like the sun upon our darkened days
What have we become?
It was we merry fools who turned and set
The noontide devil footloose, free
Who turned upon ourselves to seek
A happiness that could never be
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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