Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Beauty

Weed Bending
Weed Bending,
originally uploaded by slandete.



"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
"

(W. B. Yeats, "He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven", you can read the whole poem here).

Nothing worth mentioning except these verses, they have been in my head for the best part of 3 months, coming and going as they please in the least expected moments as if they had their own will and were trying to tell me something. If so, I have not yet deciphered the message, I am not able read between the lines, they are for me just some of the most beautiful lines ever written; wether there is more to the picture I can not say.

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