| Like the wings of a hummingbird
my heart beats perpetually for you, its thrum drowning out the din of the casual. One theme stands out amongst the rushes. Like the needle of a compass pointing north, No direction except that which leads to you is complete. One might say that such a world is 'dizzy'. But I say that what direction is up doesn't matter: only which direction leads to you. |
Copyright ©2008 Ashi Shadow 10/4/08
- Inspired by reading poetry of Medievil troubadours, which had similar enough themes.