O ye ends of the Earth <br />Thou art asleep in thy mortality, <br />And, thy temporal Slumber <br />Has been long <br />Inside those flesh cocoons. <br /> <br />Awaken unto me <br />Ye souls of Oliblish and Enish-go-on-dosh, <br />That thy faith and good works <br />Might hasten thy emergence <br />Into the light, <br /> <br />And, that I might sit <br />Once again in sweet meadows <br /> <br />With butterflies. <br /> <br /> <br />6-12-06<br /><br />~~~ Leaven ~~~<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterflies-14/
