You waste the attention of your eyes, the glittering labour of your hands, and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves of which you’ll taste not a morsel; you are free to slave for others– you are free to make the rich richer. The moment you’re born they plant around you mills that grind … More A Sad State Of Freedom
(Dear Readers, it’s my first attempt to write in English. Please give your opinions .) ______________________ I try to stare at you. Every moments in days and nights But you the lovely blossom, Don’t know. Really , don’t . How much eagerness invoked my soul… Oh…. God grace your beauty , and your eyes… Oh…. … More Love Song.
Asleep! O sleep a little while, white pearl! And let me kneel, and let me pray to thee, And let me call Heaven’s blessing on thine eyes, And let me breathe into the happy air, That doth enfold and touch thee all about, Vows of my slavery, my giving up, My sudden adoration, my great … More Asleep! O Sleep A Little While, White Pearl!