if on a rustling cloud, a nomad..

dancing in the wild

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 12:15:00 +0000

future?

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 12:10:22 +0000

tea

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 12:06:39 +0000

travel

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 12:03:47 +0000

Buddha-Nature

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 12:00:37 +0000

evening

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 11:53:35 +0000

hardcore

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 11:40:08 +0000

woods

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 11:24:23 +0000

await..

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 11:17:12 +0000

be the green grass above me

thamij — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 10:47:21 +0000

Canterbury| spring| late evening

When I am dead, my dearest,
sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
with showers and dewdrops wet:
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

- Christina Rosetti -