Sunday, February 18, 2007

Apathy's Consequence

February 18, 2005

One of my ponderings from two years ago.

The sky is falling all around,
but we sleep on without a sound.
Those dreams which we once held so close
now are drifting down,
drifting down
upon the apathetic breeze
that bids not slumber break its ties...

It matters not if you are gone
when I open my green eyes.

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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