Pendragon
06-07-2008, 10:17 AM
Encouragements
You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things,
Chock-full of mayhem, mischief, mistakes, and folly—
Your song is one that only a blackbird could sing,
With tones of deep disenchanted melancholy…
Why are you therefore fabulously foolish, pray?
Why the sorrowful countenances and weeping?
You seek to cause compassion every passing day—
Is there no solace to be obtained in sleeping?
Awake, for tomorrow has given way to today!
Fresh dreams, fresh opportunities! Carpe diem!
Forget the blackness and despair of yesterday!
There are great things to be had for those who dare to seize them!
Or you could just sit there on your cold, lazy duff
And just become stone: you are growing cold enough…
Pendragon
6/7/08
You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things,
Chock-full of mayhem, mischief, mistakes, and folly—
Your song is one that only a blackbird could sing,
With tones of deep disenchanted melancholy…
Why are you therefore fabulously foolish, pray?
Why the sorrowful countenances and weeping?
You seek to cause compassion every passing day—
Is there no solace to be obtained in sleeping?
Awake, for tomorrow has given way to today!
Fresh dreams, fresh opportunities! Carpe diem!
Forget the blackness and despair of yesterday!
There are great things to be had for those who dare to seize them!
Or you could just sit there on your cold, lazy duff
And just become stone: you are growing cold enough…
Pendragon
6/7/08