Monday, January 18, 2010

Song of experience - in the style of Blake


Butterfly! Butterfly! Sitting silently
Located in a cave so tactfully
What impeccable eye sight
Could ever see you without light?

In what cold dark tomb
Where you pushed out of your womb?
On what rock do you perch
How long for you must I search?

And what evil, and what sin
Has destroyed your identical twin?
And when thy wings beat,
What empty hearts will it replete?

What beast has thrown you,
Into a land so untrue?
Did he shout and pout
When he realized that you are devout?

Butterfly! Butterfly! Sitting silently
Located in a cave so tactfully
What impeccable eye sight
Could ever see you without light?

No comments:

Post a Comment