Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember, tho’ it spanned
A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep?
Soul of my [...]
Categories: photography, poem
Tagged: beloved, crown, Death, Dom Agius, Heaven, love, nobility, poem, remember, Royal, Sara Teasdale, shadow, sleep
- Published:
- 08/02/2010 – 12:10 pm
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember, tho’ it spanned
A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep?
Soul of my [...]
Categories: film, music, photography, poem
Tagged: 2001 A Space Odyssey, alone, An der schönen blauen Donau, Arthur C. Clarke, blue, Death, Dom Agius, eternity, Johann Strauss II, love, Sara Teasdale, Stanley Kubrick, The Blue Danube
- Published:
- 06/09/2009 – 7:48 pm
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
