To welcome death with open arms seems strange
and yet the slow decay of strength and wit
is horror greater to sustain than breath.
30.12.11
To welcome death with open arms seems strange
and yet the slow decay of strength and wit
is horror greater to sustain than breath.
30.12.11
Once upon a time humans spent half their time beneath a canopy of stars. We knew them by name and understood their rhythm. Then one day we received the gift of fire. Not only did it frighten away circling predators and hold off nightmares, but so did the stars flee away and a curtain of darkness fell.