Monthly Archives: August 2011

Thoughts are Free

Thoughts are free, who can guess them? They flee by like nocturnal shadows. No man can know them, no hunter can shoot them with powder and lead: Thoughts are free! I think what I want, and what delights me, still…

Oh Blue Beauty the poem

  Oh blue beauty! Oh blue Beauty! Out of the blue you have come! Not one knows of your arrival, You were just there one misty morning beckoning all to come, come and rest. Rest, thee says, Rest! Thou hast…