linz
03-17-2007, 10:19 PM
Before death,
the right hand and the left,
we were as flowers in the field.
How much shall we weigh
in the shallow grave
until we are once again?
The riddle of time
that never was
is now still under the rays;
But the day will come
calling back our cries
to the truth that past away.
the right hand and the left,
we were as flowers in the field.
How much shall we weigh
in the shallow grave
until we are once again?
The riddle of time
that never was
is now still under the rays;
But the day will come
calling back our cries
to the truth that past away.