Siobhan's Utopia

"You know nothing of your past. You have dreamed it.

Yes most assuredly dreamed it.

I see your face in the rain's gray brilliance.

November shrouds the landscape and my life.

And your life I know nothing of, nor do I wish to.

Your eyes murmur of remote cities, hazy-

I shall never see them

Or hear their names in your own voice.

November comes over me and across the plain.

I watch you, unrecognized, drift this side of formerly...

From your eyes I salvage what is real in dreams,

Dreamed, all of them, in the gone time

And visions blossoming in vivid sun.

One might say the eternal comes full circle

In this twilight poisoned with rain.

- O.V De Milosz

"The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are, I know they suffice for those who belong to them."- Walt Whitman

"Love winged my hope and taught me how to fly"-anonymous

"Brave floers! That I could gallant it like you-And be so little vain."-Henry King

"It is sweet to dance to violins when love and life are fair."-O.Wilde

"Afoot and light-hearted I take the open road, healthy, free, the world before me, the long brown path before me leading wherever I choose."-Walt Whitman

"You must be the change you wish to see in the world."

-M.Ghandi

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