>===nothing gold can stay===<

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hit the stars
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay
-robert frost-

Monday, May 13, 2013

- 10:34 am

there is a kind of end i know
when the river knows not where to go,
its movement paused it starts to slow,
the waters forced to cease their flow.

there is a kind of end i know,
when the moon forgets it's meant to glow;
and leaves the world in a darkness rare;
the unadorned sky appears less fair.

there is a kind of end i know,
when the wind no longer wants to blow,
and leaves may fall where they may please,
but for the rest, a warm unease.

there is a kind of end i know,
when grass and trees refuse to grow,
in windless morn you hear them cry,
"i do not wish to embrace the sky!"

the end i've seen is a silent path,
a walkabout through timeless space;
i venture forth beyond the end,
from death is come a new born place.

so leave moons to shine,
let rivers flow;
let wild winds whine,
leave grass to grow:-

i leave these ends back in the past,
the end i know will never last.

fin

Thursday, May 09, 2013

- 6:52 am

sometimes life ain't what it seems // 'cos its all a dream
forgive me

and in the dead of night he vanished, never to return again.

fin

nothing gold can stay

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