Wind, Sand and Stars
They are not searching for us yet, or, to be more precise, they are searching elsewhere for us....
They are not searching for us yet, or, to be more precise, they are searching elsewhere for us....
I will wait here in the fieldsto see how well the rainbrings on the grass.In the labor of the...
“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Grass To...
Now you depart, and though your way may lead Through airless forests thick with hagar trees,...
do not stand at my grave and weep i am not there. i do not sleep. i am a thousand winds that blow...
we are the hollow men we are the stuffed men leaning together headpiece filled with straw. alas!...