05-23-2011, 11:22 AM
(05-20-2011, 11:12 PM)Heslopian Wrote: The truly despairing, like the truly happy, simply are.
They do not need validation.
Perhaps there is a kind of peace in that.
Walking through the garden of death,
like angels wrapped in contentment,
the subconscious is a tonsil. [b]i have no idea why but i love this verse[/b]
Watch the flowers grow. Beginning in bloom,
bright petals drinking from the sky,
they mature into dust, those sentient beasts. [sentient beasts?]
the only snag i have jack,
is the flowers being sentient beasts after maturing into dust.
a great insight i the 1st verse.
the second is a great image.
thanks for the read