Friday, September 11, 2009
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Death
death can get you any time
death can get you in your sleep
death can get you in your wake
death can get your friend
death can kill your soul mate then come and get you
death is easy to get
death by a gun
death by a knife
death by in a gallow
death by the gilliteens
death by hands
death be accident
death by shock
an exploding heart in your body
Jacob monkey
death can get you in your sleep
death can get you in your wake
death can get your friend
death can kill your soul mate then come and get you
death is easy to get
death by a gun
death by a knife
death by in a gallow
death by the gilliteens
death by hands
death be accident
death by shock
an exploding heart in your body
Jacob monkey
Death is a woman
| In the face without masks Death is a woman In the moment you know yourself Death is a woman At the end of all questions Death is a woman As the well of all answers Death is a woman At the end of all regrets Death is a woman In the liberation through tears Death is a woman As the relief from battle Death is a woman In the loving embrace Death is a woman As the end of all pain Death is a woman As the return to the source Death is a woman In the dreamless sleep Death is a woman In the endless peace Death is a woman Ulrike Gerbig |
A FAIRY SONG
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
William Shakespeare
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
William Shakespeare
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