Taking Leave

[ah_life]

Blue mountains to the north of the walls,
White rivers winding about them;
Here we must make separation
And go out through a thousand miles of dead grass.
Mind like a floating wide cloud.
Sunset like the parting of old acquaintances
Who smile under their waving hands at a distance.

Comments

[lunagirl67]

c'est beau

[fredericolubel]

Godamn.

[thisisntbretts]

yes'm

[johnathon_david]

hey - this was beautiful! i hope it's cool if i add you?