Thursday, January 7, 2010

we found a portal to another world without suitcases and fuel

where the trees shed their petals

'I hear water..
I see falls.'

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar;
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can Never express, yet can not all conceal.
- Lord Byron -

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