perpetuate

beauty hath evermore held prerogative and grace

to reconcile man’s mind and attract his will to it

where yet hath been none such opportunity offered me

with all those who were present having ne’er felt desire

much better things would be by not having such opinions

nor longer suffering themselves to be seen or felt

yet thinking to keep yon treasure hidden for themselves

twas nothing more than lies to perpetuate this myth

STAY

 

all too often I do not understand your ways

so I simply remain here in my world

I find that if I stay still for long periods

moss tends to grow around my feet

a colorless breeze blows right through me

there is a certain beauty in vagueness