mhauck (03/01/83)
Fantasy Flight A day passed in peace The dove and eagle fly high Mountain ranges loom ahead. I am the dove. Merlin, my friend, thank you The coulds call to me sweeping me higher into the blue sky. Free! Free to go farther then my earth bound body has gone High above the ground the world is a patchwork of color I glide effortlessly above the jagged mountains Never needing to stop, nor wanting to stop. My friend the eagle flys beside me We two, how we make such a strange pair. Are happy with what we do and are. What Merlin? Home? As you say Sadly we spiral to the earth To land and return to being humans And yet the memory will always remain. Of our flight high above this crowed world. Merlin, my friend, when will you return? Soon? Good my man and I await out next trip. 2/28/83 2:45pm Have you ever read 'The Once and Future King' by T.H.White. Oh, how I would have loved to have changed places with Arthur.
vax1:swifty (03/07/83)
~h x Was There A Time Was there a time when dancers with their fiddles In children's circuses could stay their troubles? There was a time they could cry over books, But time has set its maggot on their track. Under the arc of the sky they are unsafe. What's never known is safest in this life. Under the skysigns they who have no arms Have cleanest hands, and, as the heartless ghost Alone's unhurt, so the blind man sees best. Dylan Thomas