<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535648" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pasturale Lullabies - Fragments Of Nocturnal Song From A Child's Abandoned Grave</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lullaby One</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Remembered gait of young ponies toward<br>the spring's sweet water</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Remembered laughter of the frail daughter there<br>beside the fields sweet grasses</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The daughter, as the water, passes into silence</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lullaby Two</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Distant crows sound the morning field beyond pasture</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Dew murmurs names upon passing grasses</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>still, the woods echo </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Below <br>a stream's gash extends </div><div style="margin:10px 0">slowly suspires erasing dimensions <br>of width and depth</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lullaby Three</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blue the waters at a distance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blue the tails of otters</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blue the eyelids of sleeping beasts<br>nested beneath the earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lamentation Song</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They've mown the hill</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The grass remains</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The modern scythe and sickle<br>felled the frailer blades but stained <br>their metals green with your name</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the sun alone shines </div><div style="margin:10px 0">burns that hewn spot where I first<br>learned to love your passing </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where I watched your leaving<br>grow wild and lovely, <br>untamed beside the stream </div><div style="margin:10px 0">learned to hear the quiet there<br>where now a cycle is begun</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A new season of your death<br>is running rampant again to know<br>the blades of time and men</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535648" data-title="Pasturale Lullabies - Fragments Of Nocturnal Song From A Child's Abandoned Grave de Warren Falcon" data-description="Lullaby One Remembered gait of young ponies toward the spring's sweet water Remembered laughter of the frail daughter there beside the fields sweet grasses The daughter, as the water, passes into silence Lullaby Two Distant crows sound the..."></div> </div> </div>

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