StaticAndSilence

Static and Silence
2001-08-28 03:05:28 (UTC)

My First Entry

I want to start of with a piece of poetry from one of my
favorite poets.

So I am sometimes like a tree
Rustling over a gravesite
And making real the dream
Of the one its living roots
Embrace:

A dream once lost
Among the sorrows and songs.

Rainer Maria Rilke

If you delve into the poem....and really look at the
words...it speaks about me very much. Someone once told me
that I look "sad"....that my eyes always looked like they
were some place else...in mourning perhaps.




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