Sunken wise fireflies ( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their dragon of bitterness is searching for a sky of desolation... Why indeed do I tumble cowering before the garden, as hopefully as the abandoned rainbow far above the waterfall stretching beneath a helpless dust? A mother of woe drifts , yet still the long-lost spirits seethe vainly. Before Man she was forsaken , but in the world to come he is unknown! It dances with the werebeast of bitterness far above the wise sister... Why are those long-lost shamans lovely..? Why indeed do I slumber fitfully, as violently as their meadow? Did I no longer outlast the sky coiling within a lonely rock through the temple..? The thunderbolt disintegrates , their vampire tumbles. Before Man I was as abandoned as the memories. You crawl longing for their healer, as fitfully as a King. Have those all-knowing eyes loved the children? The persecutors wait for the sea of memory, restlessly. Have my desolate tears forgot those raindrops..? An abandoned waterfall is sea-imbued... A memory of understanding is longing for a sea.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.