The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, \
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit \
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, \
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ~~71, Rubainat of Omar Khannam
Friday, March 16, 2007
Escher Sketch
Stairs around us going somewhere just perspective Always Up Noone ever high above us Choose to love come fill thy cup.
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