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[himmapaan]

Spring Night

The park is filled with night and fog,
The veils are drawn about the world,
The drowsy lights along the paths
Are dim and pearled.

Gold and Gleaming the empty streets,
Gold and gleaming the misty lake,
The mirrored lights like sunken swords,
Gilmmer and shake.

Oh, is it not enough to be
Here with this beauty over me?
My throat should ache with

Comments

[sidhe_etain]

Wow, what a stunningly beautiful poem.

[himmapaan]

It's a favourite of mine too. :)

hello

[anonymous]

I found your firebird pictures, they are amazing. who are you? you can find me lindsay pryce on facebook, hope to hear from you, I trained as a scientific illustrator but always loved narrative illustration

[ormoluinhen]

Hope you are ok, haven't heard from you in a while xx

[himmapaan]

I'm well, thank you. :) Just taking a bit of a break from LJ. Still working, haha. But I hope to be back soon. :)