Orange light,
Not white;
Soft, natural,
Opening, closing,
Dimming, bright
Beauteous might
In midmorning light -
Dreamy sight,
Clandestine release,
Subrosa delight.
Friday, October 17, 2008
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"Nothing's perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat..."