World Wars IWho can remember sitting shivering At the ghastly gates of death, by unnatural force The voices of boys singing a saddening hymn As if the Angels chose a sacrifice for this hour Of storm, in olden times when battle was sacred, When upon one knee, with fatal injuries sustained Flashes of our life might trespass in those dying moments The waists of girls, their warm subtle hands, The faces of parents, their proud expectations, Who can remember half a life wasted in veins running dry Lead and purple sputtering from the thighs of soldiers, Blood smears and battle cries, consciousneWorld Wars I
The Epic DeathTime, whose wrath will never spare,The Epic Death
Life, whose pity is a maddened prayer,
That everything once born must too depart? Shed no tears o’er the tomb that waits,
Mourn not the years, but live them well,
That sorrow slumbers in the decline of years,
And youth a mercy of boastsome ignorance,
Sleep well, and dream, of all possible hereafters,
Sweet are the dreams of future pleasures,
Yet we all must one day slumber in that void,
Whose passage is still fraught with mystery,
Farewell to all dull pains of existence,
Go, teach them to tremble transforming death, &nbs
After the GraveI will die, yet it shall end my heart’s curiosity,After the Grave
For my one Beloved beyond all the rest,
My soul which for so long endured
An absence of Oneness, perfect communion,
I shall not weep, to join the fields of endless light,
My earthly joys are little in just comparison,
This mortal gloom makes my mind dull by suffering’s ache,
I will die, and finally be anchored safe,
To rest at last in the Ocean-of-spirit deep,
With no memory of the storms which once I rode,
But only a belonging to the bliss, that never dies.
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Sans les autres, personne ne serait autre chose que rien... [Quino]
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Without others, one wouldn't be anyone else than none.... [Quino]
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