I am a pool of deep water
I am old age
I am the warrior’s sword
A ship’s broken sail
I am a raging fire
An endless plague
I am the earth that shakes
The flood that raids
I am a simple fall
I end all your suffering
In your funeral pyre
And yet you fear me
Let me come to you
Even as you live!
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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