Not all my treasure hath the bandit Time
Locked in his glimmering caverns of the Past:
Fair women dead and friendships of old rhyme,
And noble dreams that had to end at last:--
Ah! these indeed; and from youth's sacristy
Full many a holy relic hath he torn,
Vessels of mystic faith God filled for me,
Holding them up to Him in life's young morn.
RICHARD LE GALLIENNE: 'All the Way'
Living in this distant land and feeling the pain that is filling me through and through......
About Me
- Mystic doldrums
- From a distance an echoing laughter will tell you I am there/ My joy is for everyone to share/ My sorrows are my companions in my chosen moments of solitude/ Life has taught me how to live and I have taught myself the simple human gift of gratitude/ My smile is addictive and my ways are queer/Home is heaven my family, dear/ god's given me another bonus/ a man I love and his is my onus!
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