Sunken wise fireflies 
( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) 
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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.