KALEIDOSCOPE
...it reflects, when I'm silent and have no colours to spill out...
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Drift of Things
"Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?"
Frost - 'Reluctance'
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