by OceanWaves » Mon Nov 28, 2011 2:22 pm
(I might not be online anymore today, I have to write a stupid one page story for school . . .)
Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leapingTo sight, revealing a secret, numberless secrets keeping. And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue dropsRain from the showery heavens, and bright blue cropsSurge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops. And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes,The rainbow arching over in the skies,New sparks of wonder opening in surprise. All these pure things come foam and spray of the seaOf Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously,Breaks into dazzle of living, as dolphins that leap from the seaOf midnight shake it to fire, so the secret of death we see.