Relative steps
January 25th 2008 00:12
Form nothingness, from future thought,
The flower wavers in the wind
Till man steps and lets the perfume.
He is on his knees and wonders
Whether another flower grows
Whether another perfume weeps
And whether sands can hold its sway.
Love, science, and the great world dream
Become in the bottle perfume
And tomorrow still nothingness.
The flower wavers in the wind
Till man steps and lets the perfume.
He is on his knees and wonders
Whether another flower grows
Whether another perfume weeps
And whether sands can hold its sway.
Love, science, and the great world dream
Become in the bottle perfume
And tomorrow still nothingness.
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